flying_fingers like rain. if i close my eyes and try to keep my fingers moving i'm not quite sure what words will come out of them... they speak the truths that my lips cannot find. if i close my eyes, i see her face. and then it fades into oblivion and i am left with the search for something more. if i close my eyes, i see darkness. emptiness. and then fullness, though nothing has changed. fill up the cracks in my mind, like caulking to bathroom tile... hold my hand so tightly that i can't fade away... 010515 ... . . 050503 ... patrick flying fingers move in code speak the man from Japan speaks to the man from Hong Kong short letters from a would be terrorist 050503 what's it to you? who go blather from