introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- in your room -flight impending - eighth of june, 2001-in your room "in your room...where time stands still...only you exist here."~depeche mode our second weekend together and our first truly on our own. it was like an extensive date. and you've left me connected to our digital world that i haven't given a second thought since i got on that plane in pittsburgh. you left me to play while you're gone for a few minutes, showering in late afternoon. but, we did stay up til the sun was threatening to break free from the bonds of night. we did see five a.m. and i am not afraid of the spiders in the garage anymore, black widow or none. just so you know. our second weekend together, and it feels like we've been doing this for so long. i like what you do to me. and now, what i was thinking when you were in the shower.......(be well, cats.) ~WHAT THERE IS~ you. those eyes. that soft skin. and now you've gone to let the sulfer water fall cool and clean and purging of this scorching heat. you. those eyes. that soft skin. the light seeping from you as white as the clean tee shirt you pulled over your head before we drove to the convenient store for your mother this morning while she fiddled with a george foreman grill and worried over mashed potatoes and other sunday dinner delights. and my mind flashes to everything you've said every quirk you have like the thing you do with your hands when you're driving and paranoid about a flat... "just checking." or how you apologize for things that can't be helped. you. and your glowing eyes greenish hazel matching mine. you. with your long fingers and flattish thumb that counters my own round short stumpy digits. and entwined with you on a striped reversable bedspread in the heat of early june over the hum of the air conditioner with the faulty connecter that runs and runs but never seems to cool, here, with you, we lay entwined and your light mixes so well with mine, your heat with my sweat, your voice with the hum of the fan, your fingers with mine. you. gone to take a shower and leaving me to my thoughts of you. you. today, there is nothing but you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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