here

May 21, 2008 - 21:16 PM PST

Dancing leaves on trees, shambles and rabbles fleeing, sunlight hides and escapes, transforms and mutates, didactic revelations, triage adolescents, regretful breath, stuttering at the thought of you, waves of solitude, yearning glances, begging earlobes, utterlings will oneday become simple sentences, empty chairs and knots in my hair, angry tones, and flippant jokes, bus fumes choking, thickness of trees make me suspicious, grey hair a shuffled walk, leaves that tremble to be touched, translucent and ready to be invaded, to be occupied and filled, leave a mark so I remember you were here, only a visitor, but memories have a way of lingering, smelling like glue and cigarettes, sticky figures from a paper mache venture,leaves of trees like a million fingertips...