my job is to write. yours is to read carefully and contemplate. let your imagination reconstruct the narrative. pause on hot spots like hands over a ouija board.
i sat here tonight and watched the world burn away. art. books. music. clothing. personal hygiene. 2-for-1 deals. relationships. memories. traditions. i made my contribution and tossed myself in.
i love the rains and i love summer and all the things you do between the sheets and the naked commute. come in and weather beside me and we'll let the poor seasons be.
