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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

we always liked that record

red hook.
brooklyn.
20th ave.
off of olive way. 
across the ocean.
across town.
three hours in either direction. with traffic.
five hours with a time change.
i miss you. i miss you. 

You live by the zoo. Your garage is sunken in and there is a tree out front that sprouts cherries. and all winter I wanted to sprout it with leaves. it looked so alone. we sat on the first stair and leaned on the railing watching the way breath becomes fog and disappears. 
You cook food for me and make me eat it. I usually hesitate at first, you will not poison me. You helped me stand when I had too much to drink. I vomited and then I drove away in the morning without breakfast or a peep.

I couldn't help but laugh when she said "don't be vexed." and everything comes back to it. you read too much. your drive through name badge reads caligula.  It's a whisper. 


you are too far east and too far west and so far to the north. i can barely stand it when i cannot reach you. i clench my hand as though its yours. its just one hand grabbing five familiar fingers. i miss you. i miss you.

Its a pity.

and once you arrive, we will stare at the way our faces are so familiar. we are so familiar and so much the same. straight down to the way we tie our familiar shoes' laces. my beautiful friend. we love eachother.

hey, I miss your dog. That was the best walk in the arboretum I ever went on. We were going to go the movies, but I liked the fireplace at the hotel bar. At the stoplight, you rolled down your window and i told you a secret. so much for a secret if you yell it out. It was just you and me. Did you ever see that movie?