She boiling the black coffee, and tapping her nails against the stove. Me rolling over and over again not wanting to wake up.
Chris up and energetic. Wanting a steak, wanting beef.
Her coming into my room upon my head
It is so strange how I feel people and feel them out
And I feel the thin body of my friends wife coming into the room, her head wanting to rest upon my shoulder… and me fat and drunk and stupid and just rolling over and letting them know that this weird place exist and it is beautiful…
You want to know about me, I am darkness with a little of light
He is light with a little darkness… I fart to break the silence and make sense.
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