I was all there,
you were there. Everything was perfect and
set. I didn't leave any doubts and
you didn't leave any room.
(Sometimes looking at a beautiful woman is
just like looking at the face of death and you say
oh God oh God oh God (letmepeek?)). I
drank down cigarettes and the
pastimes of the meek. I found the
heaving in/out of your chest to be
a car crash unhappened but all there. I
saw the glass on the ground and the air
bags deployed and the hair sweaty underneath
or the telling red lines. I saw it there and
it didn't
happen.
I found the amazing in that moment when I realized
that it's the bite after a long starvation or
the breath after a drowning, you feel it fill you up
but it's never really as good as you want to
expect and you're left
with the emptiness that
never quite goes.