si tu n'ètais pas là

a brief warmth, showered by a passing cloud. for the evening the forecast declared, a steady rain early.

waking up for the second time, seeing how little semantics matter. we struggle with how to make things right, as if we can control such subtleties.

orange soup, orange chair.

—from 02 jan 2006

11 June 2007

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