Friday, April 14, 2006
Speaker for Last Night
Early this morning will speak for last night. I took a tranq because I can't sleep. Too many voices in a large choir sing while flames throttle my peripheral vision. I can't see a way around but sleep. Sleep cannot cure all ills, but it's the punctuation of my life: an intrinsically meaningless symbol that only makes sense as an abstract idea in the context of words. I think this early morning speaks for all late nights when it says "I'm lonely. I'm tired, and may yesterday's events not repeat after the full stop of sleep."