i_am_not_wired_for_this Doar It cannot connect me with a brush stroke, a container that is not in the picture, each hurried encounter, has a bell, a current that feeds it. Laughter that happens after you have left the party and each glance back, brings you another speaker, another voice. You have left me, left me. as another voice has left me, as you have left, as a fall leaf drifting, as you left, like a lost soul in war, as you have left, going home. . 100815 ... Doar It cannot connect me with a brush stroke, a container that is not in the picture, each hurried encounter, has a bell, a current that feeds it. Laughter that happens after you have left the party and each glance back, brings you another speaker, another voice. You have left me, left me. as another voice has left me, as you have left, as a fall leaf drifting, as you left, like a lost soul in war, as you have left, going home. . 100815 ... unhinged i am already an anxious person. avoidant, nonconfrontational. you should know this by now. the past month has been torture for me. yesterday was the first day tears didn't well to my eyes in public. there was some kind of release and end in giving you your things back. last night was the first night you didn't call in the middle of the night. sad, that after the way i loved you, i am just relieved to have you out of my life. 100816 ... second-rank tensor field suffering 100816 ... unhinged (and then you call tonight. when you know i should be with my friends. and even though i erased your numbers from my phone, i know your number by heart and seeing that on my caller id is just about as bad as seeing your name) 100817 what's it to you? who go blather from