the_air_around_my_bed this should be rillian might be my rest might be scented dreams or the movement of your waking pretending to be asleep. 030815 ... birdmad faint traces of tired sweat shadows of doubt dust particles drifting siletly downward in sunbeams like the kind jesus never wanted me for 030815 ... silentbob hot. 030815 ... nomme heavy with the remnants of sleep the dreams that float away escape when i open my eyes 030817 ... jane is dull & heavy like a sad woman 030818 ... Anna_Began Is still scented with you. Floating beneath the air are little fragments; a crumpled bedsheet, the way there is nothing to look up at now because I'm the tallest person in my room; the flurry that passed too quickly. 030819 ... raze it doesn't smell like anything at all but it steadies me when i'm staggered by my own misgivings and heading for a fall 240916 what's it to you? who go blather from