Bare Walls
2005-06-08 1:13 a.m.
These empty white walls echo my singularity in this place. Only John Black, Anthony and Alicia to keep me company. Her polyester sun dress left behind the cushion will only hold her scent for about another 5 minutes.She wasn�t supposed to be so incredible. We weren�t supposed to work so well. And now I�ve a bottomless Bears glass full of ice and swerve to keep me numb for a bit. I�ll be fine. I�ll work my ass off and do well as I do. But my stomach won�t untie until I can breathe her in again.
I hope she calls when she lands. I hope her phone gets turned back on soon. I need her� if at least to unravel this knot in my gut.