"I'll just read," she said.
"I don't need to sleep."
the thought of you (and, my honesty insists) sticks like a fig between my canines and my self control.
some people always start to fall asleep after important things.
most.
I lie awake and watch them. too few have seen me dreaming.
sometimes I am a vampire, night itches on the skin like anticipation before big trips! I need to climb inside something to ride and get away from here, you know. also, I bite.
see if you can love me without using that such ugly word, drag your syntax down to my level and say you like my eyes or toes, or the way I pull my eyebrows out or the meowing noise I make when I sigh.
see if you can love me at all without destroying the competition. I'd like to keep it all around, a lifesaver raft of insinuation. see if you can love me and my robot self, who lives for war and angry music. look out for the rings around my middle that will shoot out blades! yeah.
I no longer want to sleep, I have eternally more to say.
Posted by samantha at July 14, 2004 04:18 AM