Don't know who to trust.
Three a.m. comes so effortlessly to close the days. And the lights that guard these hours of mine fade with my cold teeth and bleeding gums. &She falls asleep in v.h.s. light//face all blue and yellow, those yellows around her fingers that guard her hesitations. &She goes out after nights of broken glass. &She loves me so much that it drowns me. My grandmother calls, I don't answer the phone. Portland, I'm getting quiet inside you:: Keep my heart to the pages>> Make me take better care of myself>> A pack a day.