That bastard's hammer swinging toward my chest as he leans down from his horse woke me up again about 20 minutes ago -- terrified -- No way was I getting back to sleep! So I tiptoed the laptop out of the tent into the moonlight and I climbed the hillside Now I'm sitting on a rock above camp Dear You, I'm so surprised the hammer-in-the-chest incident is still bothering me this much tonight I got to sleep fine last night (the day it happened) I hate this. I close my eyes and he's right there cocking his arm as I walk by leading Nastibelle Amazing Quiet. . . over the valley tonightI hear the creek and I heard one o-o-o-owl on my way up here Such Noise . . . . . . going on in my head Things I shoulda/coulda done to prevent the Swiss dude reaching me plus a million "I told you so"s plus a million "don't complain -- you knew there were risks"s plus a million "don't be a crybaby"s so I know, I know, I know, I know you don't have to tell me Broken UpI'm not the only one awake right now(it's probably around 3:00 a.m.) Down below way down by the river Julio and Superstar are sitting in the moonlight they were a couple but they broke up before transferring back here but they hang out together a lot (I don't think they're having sex any more) They share the same weird sleep pattern and have built a parallel life, where nearly every night they go night walking and night hiking and night talking and get to just sit together whereas you and I are just getting to know each other and can't sit within centuries of each other Look at the moon . .. . .tonight, if you can, my friend.(it's the same lovely rock I'm looking at) But look slightly slightly to the south and west of it. My Goth science geek buddy tells me that's the direction the wobbly old earth has shifted in the 600 years that separate us if you look just to the southwest of your moon you'll be looking exactly where I'm looking now I do love that rock WormsI'm afraidI'm afraid of medieval professional fighting gents I'm afraid that I'm afraid of people in general Why the fuckall did I come back here anyway right after I met you?!! *clears throat* *looks away from the laptop screen* Do I have your permission to miss you? I have a theory that people unerringly choose the precise distance from other people that feels comfortable for them -- cf. workaholics, long distance relationships, etc.--- I hope that's not true. Sorry I'm such a downer tonight. Too QuietWhat I wouldn't give to hear one car see one airplane airplanes in the sky r so beautiful I'll never take them for granted again Sweet Slumberour horses are asleepour dogs are asleep our sentinels are asleep *laughs* shit, let them sleep In the Soft Italian NightThe Truth is wheeling in his saddleto bring his big Hammer of Reality against my chest brandishing the Sword of Missing You in his other hand good night |