sleeping_in_the_car kerry the golf course is always wet at night and i wish it could be dry, like carpet, the lights hover quivering above the gentle slopes like hips that turn in bed, this patch where we stand and kiss for golf course-eternities and i know i'll go home and i'll look at my face in the mirror and run my hands across all the places he put his hands and be happy he likes to pull at my lips with his fingers and says he wouldnt mind my morning breath and asks me if i would take care of him when he is old and all of his hearing is finally gone from years of concerts. so tonight on my way to drop him home he was holding my arm while i drove and we listened to the Wedding Present and he kissed the inside of my elbow and my palm and cold rims of square glasses dug into the most tender part of my arm and he was asleep. 040624 ... somniac One of my favourite things of all: the back seat of jeremys car, sleeping. Not going anywhere, not doing anything, not talking about anything in particular. I could live an entire life sleeping in the car. 040625 ... notme the last night i lived in vancouver the first few months my mom was pregnant with me ,...actually they were both vans 040625 what's it to you? who go blather from