Apr 27, 2008 23:27
I'm interested in setting up for sleep with others,
listing lights (smiles, rainbows, and others unremembered for the sake of exhaustion's unyielding grip [and the other's slipping sobriety]),
leaving an imprint,
liking wholly and completely without an inkling of love,
Jonathan Safron Foer,
Avey Tare,
waking with someone comfortably close,
riding bikes until my calves catch fire,
the 37 shades of blood beneath my skin in rosettes, tiger lilies, carnations, and the occasional poppy
the wistful warmth and overwhelming unsettle of a classic russian novel
faces when they're empty [though only slightly more when they overflow with unknown]
eyes lit up with recognition, and unspoken eons of conversation.
i think that's all tonight.