September 26, 2006

• If he goes,

  I go.

  That’s what I realized tonight. That thing about being so in tune with someone that you might as well be one string – break that string and you destroy two lives.

  I can feel it in myself, that silver infrastructure corroding and dissolving with cancerous resolution. Lights are dimming, turning off in the lesser used rooms, trying to conserve enough energy to maybe see it through.

  Sometimes I remember that I’ve stopped caring, and what a relief it will be when I don’t have to worry about money or food or anything else anymore and I can finally put this heavy body in the ground, this body with a heart anchored to too much weight, carried by feet that have turned to marble.

  
  

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