October 2010
4 posts
Intermittent Static
When it is late at night and that hum is clear as day, we listen harder.
The static comes and goes with little notice.
Until last night.
We lay in bed together. Though you were miles away, it had never felt closer.
And our voices trailed away too slowly.
Our eyes were shut against the lights of LEDs.
It was when I heard your breathing slow that I realized what the static was.
Imagine...
I am sorry.
I am sorry. I am sorry. I’m sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry, so sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am so so so so sorry. I am sorry.
I’m sorry.
I am sorry I am sorry I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry, so so sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry. I am so so so sorry.
I am sorry. I am so so sorry. I am sorry. I am so sorry. I am sorry....
Bure, Bure, Bure, Bure.
Ever had a really catchy song stuck in your head?
THOUSANDS OF CATCHY SONGS AT THE SAME TIME!?
Does it all sound like some wounded animal now?
Fantasmal.
Here is a tiny sample of what has been playing though my head all day:
She took her winter coat, from its plastic wrapper. Sunshine, we all see the same sky. You can’t even see the sky. When the music stops, take a tip from me,...
