i drag my friend
by his shirt
from deep inside the apartment
from the deep inside his mind
i pull him to the doorway
feel that, i say
that kind night temperature
the smells, the sounds
this is all here for us
to mend the faltering spirits
look at that california sky, i say
refreshed, loaded
but we live in a dump, he says
hesitant to embrace
cause it's free
life has brought us here, i gesticulate
he nods his head
this is just another story
don't you see?
in that final breath we're just a story
a story that ends
all stories die
but right now we live forever
all this, right now
is forever
for a moment
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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