Jesse's Girl
FINALLY...
after all these years of waiting and wondering
-I finally spot you near the cell phone stand at the mall.
I reached out and touched your jacket softly before I even realized the sin I was committing.
A silent salutation slipped from my mouth as I passed without pause to which you responded to in a comatous and zombie-like fashion.
And with about the same enthusiasm one usually reserves for a self-enduced lobotomy.
I understood, the warden was near and if we get caught death is the diagnosis.
But is that also why you look more sad, alone, desolate and miserable than I ever saw you all those nights we clung to each other through our darkest days?