sleep, (print), (blue), sigh
there are some days you wish you could sleep forever. some days when you can't even will yourself to stand. sometimes these days come far too often or far too soon...
but you get up and you sigh and you put on your dressing gown. you walk on the cold tiles and make cereal or toast, coffee or tea. you eat it or you have a shower. skirt or pants. shirt or jumper. you sigh and drive or catch the train to work or school or somewhere.
and there it's all the same. a droning hum of action. of paper or keys, of people or phones. of complaints or thanks. you sit or stand, you wonder how or why. you look at the clock and will it from 9-11 or 11-3 or 3-530...
and on the way home you think about dinner or tv or having to get up the next day. you wonder whether he is with them or with her or if he's just not there.
he's not here - you whisper to yourself. and it's the only thing you're sure of.
but you get up and you sigh and you put on your dressing gown. you walk on the cold tiles and make cereal or toast, coffee or tea. you eat it or you have a shower. skirt or pants. shirt or jumper. you sigh and drive or catch the train to work or school or somewhere.
and there it's all the same. a droning hum of action. of paper or keys, of people or phones. of complaints or thanks. you sit or stand, you wonder how or why. you look at the clock and will it from 9-11 or 11-3 or 3-530...
and on the way home you think about dinner or tv or having to get up the next day. you wonder whether he is with them or with her or if he's just not there.
he's not here - you whisper to yourself. and it's the only thing you're sure of.
posted by red at 3:47 pm
3 Comments:
This was heart-felt. It left me sorrowful and it contained neither the word 'print' nor the word 'blue'
This is my favourite since that one about the statue.
hahaa. oops.
expect rewrite soon. :)
No no, please let it stand as it is.
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