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2.10.2010

sidelights on relativity.

its past due.
the seats at the table of time.
are slowly filling.

my time.
during these past hundreds of days.
as been something of change.
like the weather.
and my hair.

ive been staying up to watch the sunrise.
and laying down to spite myself.

ive been sitting in seedy place.
with shady faces.
ive been smoozing and boozing my way.
through the week.

on any givin tuesday
im having a two saturday nights.
and a friday afternoon.

so it seems that.
with all these nights I cant remember.

ive never felt so much like myself.
like the girl I used to be.
the one without wake up calls.
and preconceived notions.
sleep schedules.
that girl without shoes.

all these calenders
ive got them everywhere.
each date different.
although each date feels the same.
just as plain.

they smile.
i smile.
i sit.
they respond.
i repeat.
and my mind wanders.

else where.









to others.
to tomorrow and the day before.
to later on.

and him.

with his arrogance.
and my modestness.
impassive to their questions and glances.
arms length and pillow talk.
taking precedent of everyone elses opinions.
us.
in continuum.

and else where.
the clock changes.
its all over their faces.
unbeknownst to us.

yet.
we both understand.
while it taste the same.
this is no killer.
all filler.
something to pass.

but in the meantime.
and the inbetween times.

for me.
its barstool and back rooms.
and smiling.
and sitting.
and wandering.
asking myself how many hours in the day.
and bottles does it take
to peel the label.
off of me.

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