9.11.05

restless

listening to pamela means as i'm wont to do while writing for fiction.
restless came on and it made me feel the worst i have since i returned to chicago.
"sun go down in ohio and i find
you on my mind 500 miles
october words i know by heart
i remember curves brief in my arms
you are like open sky
i am like the sea
take me in every drop
and fall back into me
remember that time you said i was like smoke
breathing me in past your lips down your throat
it's a mighty current a persistent wave
the mark of your absence a restless ache
you are like open sky
i am like the sea
take me in every drop
and fall back into me"

i miss l. that is all, for now.

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