your patience is boring now...

friday 7th february 2003 @ 23:32

working through the dim nights leaves a residual emptiness in my gut, in my brain. heavy eyes hallucinate ghosts down grey corridors. hands shake. whispers crackle. short daylight dreams rerun past episodes in red and black. i walked and found comfort in familiar places.

new pale braids and aragorn on the big screen. ancient trustworthy friendship, tea on tap and smoking forbidden cigarettes.

and most of all it's good to have hair trailing to my waist and to not want to see you. bored now.