It's cool
and nice and we have to wait, can't go yet. No bus air
new and
fresh and wet
after
before
destruction
I'll go
for a walk. No Joey out there and it's beautiful and the light!
Another
world
It's almost
night but it's wet beautiful small houses on a hill and the air!
filling
me expanding me
In the
air, in the fair air, the houses are in the air. Air stair to the sky.
That's what Jacob climbed on. The stairway to heaven. I'll bet it didn't
rain then. But that was a long time ago. Except for the song.
This kind
of light shouldn't be able to exist
But it
does, and I see it, with my own eyes, so it's truetrue
True blue,
a stick in a shoe, turns black and then blue, cu cu ca-chu.
Are we
going yet? No, still changing the flat
almost
like a gunshot.
A dog
doing a full-body shake.
Still time
to walk in the grass.
It's better
without shoes. I'll put them here. Soft and wet and cold. But not too
cold.
It's
too cold!
It doesn't
bother me because I don't want it to. I'll pick them up when it's time
to go. But now it's time to flow. Hah! Go with the flow. Joey said things
like that that, mm-hm, he did
last
night the kiss the kiss.
Said it's
no good trying for things you can't have, no need to over-dramatize,
not to care so much about
Lance
stereotypical
feelings. And he's right
but
and
he kissed
me
why?
it's
not
as I thought it would be not right only warm and wet wet wet
and then
he said You see?
so wet
out here! My pants are getting wet and they probably don't cut the grass
very often.
Swish swish.
I could
hear it if Justin and Chris weren't shouting so much
can't
they ever shut up?
And there
are cars on the highway, fiveway
stop
it stop it!
growling
like animals. If they were animals, what would they be?
prowlinghuntingmeanthings
Maybe wolves?
sexygreyleanthings
But wolves
wouldn't be stupid, running on a straight road. They wouldn't like the
don't
they run in packs, in the forests?
endless
flat, no protection.
Maybe it's
true, and they were locked in a mountain with dinosaurs outside.
mm mm
mm mm mm mmmm-mm-mmm
Heh. It
would be funny, with the car-animals
crouching
hiding
waiting
in the caves,
eating
each other, making car babies
listening-
still
statue, looks like white and shiny, turned to the moon
Oh.
Lance!
He doesn't
see me. Beautiful, the shadow like that, looks soft but hard
beautiful,
so beautiful, soft now, the fair Ophelia
heh.
He's almost
colourless in the moonshine
does
the Moon have colours? Maybe it's not black and white and grey maybe
it's really beautiful and greengoldwarm
maybe he's
a vampire
maybe
he's just died
no!
If Lance
was a vampire, maybe he'd turn me
or eat
me.
or
rape me.
I saw him
breathing. Not easy to see, he's so still
... still...
still...
like
the waves from a tiny pebble in the pond at home smell of stale
water
I wonder
what he's thinking about. Probably
mememe!
But he wouldn't
just looking
at the stars.
Chris is
stupid, running
shouting!
all the
time. The night is beautiful tonight and wet and still and he's just
rushing
defiling
corrupting
through
it and he can't see
Lance
it.
There's
a wall
Lance
still hasn't moved, why not?
right there.
I could lean on it and Lance would lean in with me and
I could
smell him
we could
talk about
I love
him no I don't! Joey says I don't
small things.
Joey
is back at the bus and I can hear Chris and Justin far away and no
one else is here and it's safe and I want to I need to know I don't
care
The stone
wall is colder than the grass, cold to lean on
moon
chill loon chill
and Lance
is almost behind me and he still doesn't move
why doesn't
he move?
but now
he does and he looks at me and he turns around and he leans in
please
kiss me
and-
I don't
want to say anything more please understand I'd really like to kiss
you now can I please?
The rain
is starting up again
breath
of cold like sweat but not
he's looking
away, up, then back is there going to be nothing more than this?
shiverlonging
The wall
is cold colder suddenly I didn't notice we were so close before. He
looks warm
cold
warm
and he's
stepping even closer and the wall is holding me still I could sway into
him if I was standing not leaning I could stand up straighter-
His hand
is rising I can't move his hand is pale
white
like ice
or
a dead thing
in the
moonlight
he's
going to strangle me
as I watch
it getting closer. It wraps
hot!
slidingskin
around
the side
shiver
I can move into his hand
of my neck.
He's looking
at me
so close
so close
I can move
I can feel the heat of his skin through his sleeve, shoulder, and the
skin is right there wanting my hand and my fingers slip over the neckline
I want
to
and yes,
he's so warm
So warm
I have
to press down, his skin makes my fingers shake
dancing
spiders
I haven't
gotten an answer, but I
feel
it through my hand my neck my eyes
think I
know what it is anyway.