passing_glimpse unhinged when she put it back into her hands for me did she wonder what i did with it for so long? did she notice that there was the beginning of a splinter cracking off the bottom of the box because i was a little rough with it? did she wonder where i had taken it, where i had smoked out of it, who had touched it when it wasn't with her? i kept it in the pockets of my pea coat. i would walk down the street and stick my hands in my pockets and suddenly feel my hand wrapped around it and i felt relieved. i could make everything better with the small collapsed object in my pocket that hid it's identity very well. people always asked me about it. it was a nice little conversation piece. did she even care that she was getting it back from me through another person? i pulled it out in a fastfood restaurant once because i was looking for money in my pockets and didn't even think about it. it was well hidden even in plain sight. i'm going to miss everything that it stood for. i remember that day at the quarry. 020416 ... Daria He was merly in my path of veiw to the door. I wasn't really looking at him I swear. but, It is obvious and i quit trying to hide it. I blatantly stare. 020417 ... unhinged i climbed on the bus and the bus driver took one look and said 'it'll be alright you know' 080321 ... In_Bloom Here and There and There I see you! Hurriedly I scramble to find whatever crumbs you may have lain for me Maybe I can catch up with you Cross your path and bend Time just long enough that you grasp my return gifts On your way back 081114 what's it to you? who go blather from