Out of control

Thursday, Jan. 23, 2003 ~ 9:57 AM

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I pull blue over me when I tuck myself in for the night. I have been bending steel. I have been bending my breath. I having been singing to the moon again as if she really needs someone else to serenade her.

And even between the sheets I can see her blue. I am hiding from the cold. I am hiding from the day that always comes too fast yet never seems to come with enough time. I have been dreaming the same dreams as if she really wants someone else to dream about her.

I have no control over the soft places my mind takes me when I close my eyes. I can only control how often the soft rises to meet my lips.

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