novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- recall, react, relax last summer around this night-time we went for a walk through rockridge, picking out houses and trolling down the middle of streets. lilac scented air and you were high on cocaine. when we paused to look at strange lawn ornaments, you placed your hand lightly against the small of my back and held it there. i inhaled sharply and felt my back automatically relax at your touch. will oldham wasn't telling the truth when he said if you have no one, no one can hurt you. what about having parts of people, warm fingertips and bad french accents. what about memories and the destructive side-effects of recall months and months later? 4:19 am - 02.11.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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