Jan 20, 1999


I´ve got Furniture

Unstated, but obvious
The reality of my present
Slaps me in the face with contradiction
We´re not.

Plans all-but-made
My future joy and photo album
Is pulled out from under me
We can't

Legs asleep on the kitchen floor.
Her vaccum of solace finds her
For a few crucial moments of knowing
We just are