2005-05-08 - 3:12 a.m.
I see you, and maybe I see you quite clearly. I lay there thinking that in another situation, I would be you. To have this understanding puts me very close and very far away.
In my position, I am poised to dart. I won't bare my belly 'til, from under the table, I see a dish that is poured and filled each day. Maybe the water had never even been touched.
I often wrap my arms around myself firmly and call myself by name.
I can live like this for a very long time.