are out there.
18 Aug 2003 / 10:31 p.m.
i put her back on a train tonight. i waited on the platform - looking for her shape in the sidereel of windows streaming west. i didn't see her. that was okay, though. i could still taste her chapstick on my lips: wax pheromones saliva ginger breath vita.
it's hard to let go when the moment shifts, but, in the end, if you say yes to a single moment of your life, you say yes to everything.
remember, baby: past and future are dreams of the now.
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