Sunday, January 9, 2011

am wide awake

i am back to my 4:30 in the morning sked. crawling out of bed is still an ordeal. i check myself in the mirror just once, and confirm you are still there. i unload my nightmares there, change and brace the kathmandu cold. there is some comfort in that distance between you and i. in knowing you will never be the man in proximity to hurt me- not with your muscles, not with the sweetness that clings to my fantasy.
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