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09/28/2003 07:41 p.m.

words i have written in the past 24 hours:

the bell tolls and the wind blows--how dramatic.

and nothing i'd imagined would contain this.

i care i care and fuck me what did i do?

i find what i was reaching for and it breaks, it breaks and i can't recover it, i can't salvage it alone.

the cat just came to me and crawled into my lap, onto my notebook, and told me that the world is beautiful.

but i shattered him for me, i shattered him for me.

i saw it twice--it was crushing, crushing. but i'm still here, on the porch, writing; and i'm wishing things were different.

so i'm going to go home feeling peaceful--and i'm not going to look anymore.

he has laid bare my longing, my ugliness, my love, my despair. and what am i, naked and without him by me?

i can wait that long. suddenly, i can wait a long time...