speaking in hushed tones
(what has become our ideal
perimeter) i say to you
that i don't think or i'm
not sure or it really doesn't
matter what happens when our
arms finally give and we come
falling down, fumbling with
all we want to keep, dodging
ancient ridicule and our own
self-hate just to land on
broken ground.
you agree with me saying,
"really there
is no point in worrying"

and order another round.

04/02/2003

Posted on 04/03/2003
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