passing_thoughts jane saw you today, talking on your cell phone with new black dickies & your old cowboy boots. you passed right by me & this time i swore i had died & become a ghost. * talked to you today; you called me girly & told me you wanted me or my body but you wouldn't tell me which one. * i saw you on saturday, you ignored me. * i called you, partially to listen to your outgoing voicemail, the way you say your own name, like you're painting on a wall with a large sweeping brush. also partially because i thought leaving a message would mean leaving a mark somewhere on your heart. * i haven't spoken with you in at least a month. i miss you painting on me, drawing me in the morning, even though it meant so much more to me than it ever did to you. * i saw you last night, you cut your hair. i miss you buying me beer while holding her hand while the smell from the bar permeated the air. * i saw your commercial tonight, that one you told me about. i had to tell someone about you, then immediately regretted it. * you owe me three hundred dollars. * i want to know what i did. was it not loving you? because we both know that's not my fault. & talking to you stoned never helps anything. i need my books back. * 040330 ... three words incense_and_peppermints roots_and_wings passing_thoughts 190416 what's it to you? who go blather from