last night,
we watched quarks falling in love with neutrinos, dancing in and out of existence in the skies over Miami, talking about love in the bed with the lights on. i drove home alone - with my shirt smelling like her - and i went to sleep.
i dreamed of my first true love. she told me to remember 1994, and how she had left her smell on me as she stuffed my clothes back in my suitcase. i woke up at 5:27am.
i do not know the meaning of these things.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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