Friday, October 20, 2006

déjà vu

It's past two in the morning and I'm waiting for people again.
What i can see, though, is that the action is the same, the same, the same; but the feeling is different. I feel older. Wiser. Less susceptible. Less vulnerable.

A drive in peak traffic with four hyper-active sixteen-year-olds. Chinese chop-suey.
Styx yesterday.
My days are strange.

I want some.
But much less this time.
Very good.


Some cheesecake would be nice.

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