you make me think all the time. and sometimes when i look out of the window. i see your face. as you wed. and reel. and dream. and push. and gape. and trump those mocking birds. out of the tall turrets -brick-built and bent.
all i want to say today is thank you for all that you have said. expected and unexpected. i'm in a weird mood today. my acceptor died. and my eyes hurt. my lips tremble as i scribble this on my blog. my mind wanders. back and forth. through and through. it's an uncanny feeling.
and i'm hearing the canon. yet again. in this cold dampen room, illuminated by rain and tear. i hear a faint whistle in the background. i miss you.
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