terrorism

2001-09-13 @ 01:03

no sleep for me again...pre-menstrual insomnia afoot; rowing neighbours and the continued shock following yesterdays attack on the u.s., do little to relax my mind. thoughts of J. persist. i cannot settle. all dialogue is loaded with intent, only we play russian roulette with our words, and when the pain will strike and how deep the wounds will be, remains unpredictable. we know not how or when the next assault will come.

reading: the vacillations of poppy carew by mary wesley.

hearing: drops of jupiter by train, the neighbours, railway maintenance.

wanting: an end to the holy war.

fearing: the inevitable.