2003-11-09

pywacket: (Default)
2003-11-09 12:08 am

no past tense

I'm not talking about him in any other tense but now.
I can't. He's still here with me, making biscuits, snacking tuna and telling me his kindly secrets, especially those of patience.

NO .

We'll speak of other things. Other things that do not directly address the loss of a dear dear friend and confidante. A teacher and my kindly uncle.
pywacket: (Default)
2003-11-09 12:10 am

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If I don't sleep will it make the time I have with him last longer?
Can I draw out every minute? Can I trace the line where his tendons reach to stroke my face as he lies next to me? Could I give him anything, anything.


It is all a Judas feast.