Saturday, August 27, 2005

Mountains

Sad and tired in a different sense of it. She begged and pleaded last night. Let's spit on her now.

A handful of appointments, dates, meetings. An excuse for communication and friendship over a meal.

She has nothign to say, only an obligation. SHe looks pretty today. Clean. Preened. Ready.

She caught a glimpse of herself naked in a mirror. took a picture.

Whore.

She just wanted you there. Wanted to feel you beside her. Wanted you to hold her hand. Wanted to feel ok again. Wanted to curl her body into yours, arms, hands, warmth. WAnted to cry.

Well she's crying now.

She's crying. and crying. and all alone.

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