rob wittig & friends practice
the language arts
July 28, 2004
on fire
Oh, oh, uhoh only 28 more hours tospend with her, the onlyher, the besther, the one her.
Such urgency. Sleep can wait. She flies back to NY and I to Chicago tomorrow. Amazingly weare both doinggreat work at the brainstorming meetings. The executiveslove our ideas. Weare in the zone. We are onfire. Weare brainstorming for eachother and eachother only. Only 27hours 54minutes, butwho'scounting? I'mcounting, that's who. I count! She counts! Nothingelse counts. Herfreckles form constellations allover, constellations I have named. Lovesick stargazer. Tick, tick, tick. I found a woodtick (insect) on her hip amongst the stars and I burned it out, she across my lap on hotel bed with matches and hilarity. Sore from laughter, et cetera. Whatwill I do without my golden sky?
Posted by allen at July 28, 2004 06:38 PM