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Tuesday, February 25, 2003 One step closer to the heavens. Complete darkness. The cars as small as ants marched in straight lines; flowed like leaves down highway riverbeds. The city faded and another one emerged on the horizon, a glow of yellow lights clustered together for warmth. I imagine you are driving home from work with music on, stopped at a traffic light. Your world, singular and alone; wrapped in the peripheral. Eight miles a minute now. At ten thousand feet you disappeared. (archives | details | blogger) Wednesday, February 12, 2003 The beat moved the room, swaying; stomping. Your body knotted and unknotted itself before my eyes like hot caramel. In your chaos was quiet. The room flashing and pulsing; your eyes steady on mine waiting for me to join the rhythm. If I looked away--if I left and went home to my bed, it would all be over. Your body would fuse itself with the spots of light on the wall, with the pulsing beat. I close my eyes. Seconds pass like hours; come what may. (archives | details | blogger) Tuesday, February 04, 2003
You woke up, eyes slowly opening, taking in the early light. I watched sleep crawl from you like a spider abandoning her web. Soft light fell on the bed in patches warming up my feet. I moved them back to the cool of the sheets. Four times I blinked my eyes to see if you would dissapear. Even with eyes closed I knew you were there, motionless except for the slow rise of your chest. You blinked (awake) and stared at the ceiling; the shadows of leaves swirling in the outside air. You dressed silently and left without word nor glance. I wrapped myself in cotton warmth and shut my eyes to the morning. |