12/4/2007

 

3

 

I walk over to my can of chew, take a dip, and watch the lights scream across the drywall. Move so slowly over to her before coming back here, to write this.
I get up kiss her sleeping head, her hot head. Pulling in all her dreams…

She sleeps with bills and college loans upon her head. I think about trying to pump the foundations that I built, pump that foundation out of water because it rained so fucking hard when I called her that day.
My hands are so stupid and dumb sometimes pulling chips out of a bag of lunch hoping for a kiss of saltiness like her…
I pull my cell out of my pocket and call her again. I pull my cell out of my pocket and change my life.
“Kim”
“Yeah”
“You would never believe what I am doing?”