Space –
1. The blankets and sheets where stars collide, where life begins and ends, liquid white hot, deep, dark cold; time of all time; where lonesome, lonely lights flicker in and out
2. The place I lose myself in when disillusioned/disinterested/despaired and searching for a hook on the dark side of the moon.
3. The miles between us at the dinner table, looking at each other, at the food, back at eachother, when we’ve run our course and the conversation has lost its life; terrible routine
4. A nook, secret club location, hiding under the bed like soldiers in a battle, children being children, waiting to be found and loving every minute of it.
5. Containing infinite hope and possibility.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
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