journal creature: Chicago, IL<br><i>Finally Alone</i>

Sometimes it rains outside his window. It hits the pavement I heard the cars on the busy street. Sometimes it is autumn in Chicago and raining all at once and he is in Mexico and he is in the Bahamas and I am in Chicago listening to the rain, spinning poi, and dancing after midnite alone.

I need a bath, but the water disgusts me. Must be I am avoiding something I'm feeling. When I can't get clean, when I can't drink water, when I really wish I could cry, is the sometime when the rain finds me.

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	Chicago, IL Finally Alone September 19, 2005 Sometimes it rains outside his window. It hits the pavement I heard the cars on the busy street. Sometimes it is autumn in Chicago and raining all at once and he is in Mexico and he is in the Bahamas and I am in Chicago listening to the rain, spinning poi, and dancing after midnite alone. I need a bath, but the water disgusts me. Must be I am avoiding something I'm feeling. When I can't get clean, when I can't drink water, when I really wish I could cry, is the sometime when the rain finds me. 0 comments Links to this post 0 Comments: Post a Comment Links to this post: <$BlogBacklinkTitle$> <$BlogBacklinkSnippet$> posted by <$BlogBacklinkAuthor$> @ <$BlogBacklinkDateTime$> Create a Link