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Sep. 21st, 2001 09:15 amthe tables have been turned.
i dream of cole again. her hips narrow as a cup. someone tries to seduce me although i am bored of it by then, i've watched all the preparations. instead the telephone rings. it's him. with no intelligible words. his sister takes the line; she says he's still listening. but i can't say a thing.
i also dreamt of cockroaches.
i also dreamt of a strange cathedral space, a backalley, a crooked piazza. politicians spoke there. walls crumbled and gave up their secrets there. when i woke i was on the left side of the bed and could not migrate back again.
& it really is war this time.
m on the phone: how do you start over? and i felt all my words drain away. i want someone to come to me and wake me up like in the river why.
i dream of cole again. her hips narrow as a cup. someone tries to seduce me although i am bored of it by then, i've watched all the preparations. instead the telephone rings. it's him. with no intelligible words. his sister takes the line; she says he's still listening. but i can't say a thing.
i also dreamt of cockroaches.
i also dreamt of a strange cathedral space, a backalley, a crooked piazza. politicians spoke there. walls crumbled and gave up their secrets there. when i woke i was on the left side of the bed and could not migrate back again.
& it really is war this time.
m on the phone: how do you start over? and i felt all my words drain away. i want someone to come to me and wake me up like in the river why.