meteors

We spread the blanket on the wet grass and lie down.

The meteors shooting through the sky, through the branches

of the wet trees moving in the wind. He sang to me.

There were locusts. I closed my eyes.

"-tell me what it's like," I said. He put his hand over my eyes, he pulled me against him.

"its like a snow globe," he said. And I could feel him smile, his teeth against my neck.

Lying there. The stars fading into the dawn. Dew on our faces. The meteors, faint in the sky.
They were like lines traced into water, but I remembered where they were written.

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Sorry I haven't been posting much--have been too happy, and also out of town :)

My brother got married, I went to Lollapalooza.

Lollaland! It was tremendous; I saw Tool and Neko Case and --Lou Reed--!

Ah la la,

and the most beautiful black-haired girl I've ever seen grabbed me out of a crowd,
she kissed me until the sky spun around us...

you perfect woman, out there somewhere, I wish I knew your name. Oh, my friends, dragging me away...!

But book is running very well--please send me zen discipline and good wishes, friends.

in my misdirected and all directioned love,