un lieto fine
Oct. 24th, 2001 10:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aslantit is nearly warm today, and i slept in, into dreams about keys and clocks.
yesterday, everywhere, i heard people talking about how long the day was. how the hours had stretched out unaccountably. then we too sat at the table in dimness and c and j looked so wan and exhausted by the simple movements of dinner that for a second i had a vision of us all silent and moving on osteopored bones in our eighties, our skin a skein of wrinkles.
today i have Errands to do. lists to complete. boxes to sift through. plans to map out. compasses to smash. walls to defile. borders to invade.
today i want to separate from my body.
yesterday, everywhere, i heard people talking about how long the day was. how the hours had stretched out unaccountably. then we too sat at the table in dimness and c and j looked so wan and exhausted by the simple movements of dinner that for a second i had a vision of us all silent and moving on osteopored bones in our eighties, our skin a skein of wrinkles.
today i have Errands to do. lists to complete. boxes to sift through. plans to map out. compasses to smash. walls to defile. borders to invade.
today i want to separate from my body.
