Wednesday, January 01, 1997

Roaring Spring Compositions # 115

* i keep seeing your hair - and i think it's you for that one second - and i feel the rush - and then it's gone.

* coffee shaking - heart skips - good heart skips - life-giving.

* the stars are his marker...

* blonde highlights that you didn't like - eyes that you thought were uninteresting - i went out of my way to let you know that they (you) were exceptional. you blushed and i loved that you were blushing.

* when you called me "dad" you punished me for worrying too much about you, make me feel like the bad guy - guilt.

* you loved flowers and stuffed animals - was that the best i could do, all i had to offer? it was what i was reduced to , the only channels of expression readily available. later, i would write many a song to let it out.

* we used to call each other in the morning before we left for school - if we worried that one was mad at the other - or if we missed each other last night... wet in my bath robe at the bottom of the stairs.

* "you no like, i change"

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