Across the Ribs of Time

Okay... So, here we are again in the sweet born breath of Spring that seems to deliver a freshly eaten compost heap and the staleness of a lover in the closet-- never kissed. And my head pounds and my fingers are stained yellow and taste like honey when I lick them.



And I am sitting here in the shade by Lowe, unable to commit myself to the sun. My memory won't serve me anymore and I haven't seen GoldenFinch since Wednesday. And someone got stabbed at The West End last night. They say he's in Beta. We were all locked in and had to leave systematically, showing our ID's. And I saw the source of my "twin suns," only those scars are already pink and raised and faded and are comfortably smooth as memory, but no longer sting. It was sweet to see him though.


But I can't think with this headache and everyone moves slowly through the filter of avant garde choreography. And the breeze here will leave me to hang and sway from the noose of humidity on the poplar tree.


Anyway, that was abruptly interrupted. I just saw Shazada and Parisa from high school, put on some lotion, moved into the sun and sucked it up. And I see Jaimie and Brandi sitting not too far away and I hate what I allowed to happen in front of them last night. I'm not worried about smoking though because I know it won't even be an issue once the Summer comes.

And B passed a little while ago and said that he would come back, so I will write until I see him.

God! This breeze is beautiful!

But I still haven't spoken to GoldenFinch since Wednesday night and there are still a lot of things that we have to sort out about that.

I want this time to stretch on forever, across the ribs of time so that I will never have to be anything else ever again.

Oh god! I'm smearing this page with my greased sun-smeared hands. Tonight I have the Opera Ensemble concert and Mommy is coming and so is KW.

What a good week to have straightened my hair! We've had dry weather non-stop. But wait-- don't slop away from the the pain in your stomach! Don't let it be as easy as telling about your hair!!!