The sky today is clear but I am
dull and heavy.
Painfully in need of touch which is not available. My eyes close and in the
monstrously slowed down flickers of blinking I see entire movies, a
melodramatic summary of what went before. Past
intermingles with present and I give people today the answers to other people
before. Things I did not say
at the time, mostly.
Mostly. Mostly, I just need a hug.