absolutely nothing.

[18 december 1998]

dancing thing. shake it.

i saw you crawling on the floor. when i ran to pick you up, you shivered like a paper doll & i felt limp. the sky zipped overhead, my eyes roll back into my head & stare at the empty spaces of my memory. i woke up dreaming & continued throughout the day. i slept while speaking, while fixing myself a glass of juice, turning on the water. i woke up at first blast. it hit me, a firewall. storming. i bent in two & broke into a thousand pieces, slurping down the drain.
i pieced it together. i got up. i moved.. liquified. slewed over the floor. i would leave a mark. i would leave a stain on your seam. wouldn't i? would you try to rub me out?
mm. home. the smell of home is a hug where we all stand together & giggle & the dog wags her tail. we giggled & he tickles her unwillingly.. & we break up & go back to the table or whatever we're doing. "i better go put these in water." what are they? "goldfish." we're magnets sometimes.. but we don't get close enough.
leaving soon. nassau.. mm. bubbling.

slurp.

smashing.



speak to me.