the_desert_you_and_me Ouroboros You say we first met in the desert, deep Mojave, hot and barren. We met again in a desert, but I didn't remember you then, there in the Nevada dust, dusting us white. Back in the Mojave, we met next, and it was nice. And one year later, two years after we first met, we met in another desert, where we went for a walk and finally exchanged information. We hiked in Joshua Tree, and tomorrow we will be in Death Valley. The desert, you and me. 081127 ... Ouroboros We return again_and_again 090511 ... twenty-two We will never live together in a place where grassy lawns are not considered a luxury. Are we trapped here? Will you be the first to move? Will Wren be shuttled to your place every summer, an echo of my childhood? Will we separately decide to move to the same new city? Chicago, Portland, Seattle? No? Yes? It is so dry here. When I am 43 and I am sitting outside in some town or city in some state, and it is a particularly hot, dry day, I imagine I will think of the years I lived in Tucson, and it will have a mood, a tone, a shape in my mind. It will feel like you, and Tracy, the thrift shop, a car that smells like pizza, Jessica, Emily, being pregnant, Wren, giant grass hoppers, coffee shops and everything bagels, the sun on my shoulders when I rode my bike, like growing up. And then I will get up and walk inside. 090511 ... lovekilledlove time passes and it only takes a few days for things to be old again. again, stupid things break out fights. watch the gods travel across the desert sky. tired of dusty afternoons and cold nights. tired of barren loves, watch them wave to us goodbye. 090511 ... In_Bloom What makes it bearable to be tethered here You For now... 090626 ... Ouroboros watching shooting stars in Joshua Tree, smoking hookah in your car, watching a family of big horned sheep munch on grass. 090626 ... Ouroboros crying and holding each other and reconciliation in the morning light. making love in the tent- loud and rough and sweet. dancing in the breeze. 110328 ... Ouroboros you raped me. my heart and body were threatened with becoming a desert, barren and vast. i want to rewrite the english language and take your name out of it. erase any you and me that ever was. 140916 ... Ouroboros after we met in the desert that first time, you cyberstalked me and masturbated to my online photos. you watched me with someone else through my window and then knocked on my door after they left. you raped me. creeper. last time i meet a lover at a fmg. i don't want to meet anyone like you in the desert. 140916 what's it to you? who go blather from