2003-01-21 : 11:14 p.m.
Magical freckles...
Listening to: Green Day (Dookie)Written: 1-21-03 Time: 10:15p.m.
When I woke this morning� I picked up a bottle of perfume that has traveled with me for a little over five years� I�ve used it sparingly� Yet when I woke�. And picked up the enchanting bottle that had afforded me on any given occasion� the chance to close my eyes� to live� to remember� Granted me it�s last bit� ************************************************** Today I was asked about what I was wearing�. And twice I spoke said eulogy� They continued and went on�. *************************************************** Tonight as I removed my clothes� The way he smelled when we was on me� And as I stepped into the shower� and bathed�Still being dizzied and bounced about with thoughts and wonders� It�s as if the first of the water� deliberately bounces and hops about� to avoid the �precious� spotted freckles that adorn my back� �Sometimes even water, is not pure enough to touch�� he had said� I laughed� I always laughed� �It�s only words,� I�d think� And even if I can see it for myself, years past� I won�t believe� And in that moment� the realization came� With all the connotative and denotative truths, made available with this memory� I had literally washed him away�
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