Dear Jan
Posted: December 12th, 2012, 11:48 am
Dear Jan
I'll be highlighted eventually, it's good to know these things. I'd like to eliminate priorities all together but then I remember that picture I took of you under the cherry tree in the side yard. I can't think of it now without becoming a black hole instantly. You aren't here any longer - at least before I knew where you were even if I wasn't with you but not any more - I saw the angel that was built for the Christmas tree the other day but it changes nothing. When it comes to be my turn will I be with you then or is there more waiting or should I not hope ?
And no, I don't know where that picture is, not for decades now, but I can see it in my mind even though I do not know if my mind has an "in".
Remember when I was going to be a Bible salesman? That was before sex & all the scenes that were to come after.
I wish we were under that tree again - for that I would eat all the Devil's shit - and the shit of all his minions.
I called you a little perv once because of something you said. We were trying to catch a ride west of Chadron, Nebraska.
You were still laughing at me about it as we crossed into Wyoming. You were flirting with the farmer who had picked us up but I didn't mind - I knew you were just trying, in one fell swoop, to get us all the way to Cheyenne.
You nearly did too.
I'll be highlighted eventually, it's good to know these things. I'd like to eliminate priorities all together but then I remember that picture I took of you under the cherry tree in the side yard. I can't think of it now without becoming a black hole instantly. You aren't here any longer - at least before I knew where you were even if I wasn't with you but not any more - I saw the angel that was built for the Christmas tree the other day but it changes nothing. When it comes to be my turn will I be with you then or is there more waiting or should I not hope ?
And no, I don't know where that picture is, not for decades now, but I can see it in my mind even though I do not know if my mind has an "in".
Remember when I was going to be a Bible salesman? That was before sex & all the scenes that were to come after.
I wish we were under that tree again - for that I would eat all the Devil's shit - and the shit of all his minions.
I called you a little perv once because of something you said. We were trying to catch a ride west of Chadron, Nebraska.
You were still laughing at me about it as we crossed into Wyoming. You were flirting with the farmer who had picked us up but I didn't mind - I knew you were just trying, in one fell swoop, to get us all the way to Cheyenne.
You nearly did too.