Monday, August 28, 2006

cclxxix

Tomorrow the turkey is good.  Some sibling
spat, spoken in long time ( l o n g  t i m e )
comes to me today, this evening, after tea,
but before tomorrow.  Tomorrow is good.

What have I done these past few days?
We attend a series of movies and then
reflect how each character is ourselves.  Our
own characters are not that flat, but we say to ourselves
“I want to kiss him like that.” “ I want to be so drunk.”
“I want to look at the clock and then suddenly
figure it all out.
  Like that.