5/18/11

said

she said to me, you're playing bridge when everyone around you is playing go fish. she said, you have a great promise.

He said go upstairs, talk to her. (she was in my room. I didn't even have to knock.)

he broke my heart, He broke my heart a hundred times. he thought I was just being kind. He fed me stars. that night late, so cold but I didn't feel it. my brother's birthday.

that place screams of emptiness. desperation. but it is not desolated.

He gave me spring, and the joy that comes when I cry when I laugh.

I smile wide inside.

she said she's ugly. He told me I'm not. I know she's not.

He changed the system for me. faithful. a story more wonderful than any I could dream.

a story.

so many stories.

He reminded me, his name starts with that letter too. oh yeah. ding!

he said you look familiar. He said don't worry about it.

we ate oranges together on saturdays and sundays.
walked at night together. be safe they said.
yeah, Jesus is walking me home tonight, folks.

loves loves loves.

I had no patience, He had so much.

the Olscamp bathroom stalls bore witness. emptiness. she thinks she's ugly.
I wrote poems about her. I should have taped them to the wall.

I cried and He reminded me of all the people surrounding. (j.penelope) I want to be one of those people.

the best hugs.

always a fight.

joy joy joy.

we had dance parties when my roommate was gone. or in the hall, if she was there. sometimes no music.

always faithful.

she said you're playing bridge. I've never played bridge. but I knew what she meant.






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