across jennifer I reach across the table because something catches my eye and it's a photo of you old and it no longer looks like you you changed this photo was you as binkie not as marq (I hate that damn q) this photo was of you when I used to lie in your arms and when you used to sing to me not in the morning while enjoying the first smoke but in your car before I cut my hair and even the week after when I passed out on the octopus and drove your car and they thought I was you this picture was of you before I loved you when I could hold your hand and not feel guilty when I could lay beside you and not care who you were thinkning about when I could love you and know you loved me back when that was all there was to us 000522 what's it to you? who go blather from