7.17.2006

    Monk Key It

woke up this morning to a memory of a fading dream
and there you were. you were as you were when you were were..
I spoke you spoke we stared at the thing we had made, and I drained
what left behind had I felt betrayed again.
So steal this skin. Wear your monkey's face
and hide from the heart you've beaten in

Then this morning's dream:

left behind in the fading light
and betrayed, I felt this more fiercely than before
and you were there and you were there
And this was broken, destroyed

"I never wanted to break up this unquiet" I said,
breaking the stillness between us, and you accused
and you looked away, and when I awoke alone
I smoked, stared out at pre-dawn light
toward Aurora, and cried.