note #78

Eli moaned and rolled over onto his back. Early morning sun dappled his bed in warm pools on the coverlet. He tossed an arm across his face.

After a few minutes he uttered a curse and drew his arm away. Looking around, he took in the mess amassed over the past few days and the shallow hollow where another body had shared the bed. The filtered sounds of laughter and conversation floated through the door to the accompaniment of clinking dishes and pans.

Sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the bed, Eli rubbed the heel of one hand into an eye and snagged a pair of pants from the floor. He heaved himself up from the bed and slowly pulled them on. Soft footsteps echoed down the hall and came to a halt outside his door. He zipped up his fly just in time as Galilee poked her head into the room.

She blinked at Eli a moment, taking in his tousled hair and rumpled jeans before softly saying "Breakfast" and padding back to the kitchen.

Eli sighed and rubbed a hand over his face and back through his hair. He grabbed a shirt and headed for the door, the smell of frying bacon enticing him to swifter action.

In the kitchen he found Galilee perched upon a stool at the bar, a butter saturated piece of half eaten toast in one hand, laughing merrily at a disgruntled looking Cor. She glanced at Eli as he wandered in and leaned on the counter next to her. Cor stared down at the eggs frying in the pan, spatula clutched in anticipation.

"He already dropped a pancake," Galilee whispered none too quietly. Eli gave her a mock stern look as Cor glowered darker. She smiled brightly and shrugged.

Eli reached over and grabbed a piece of bacon, then went to make himself a fried egg sandwich.

Cor reached from behind him and dropped the freshly fried egg onto Eli's waiting bread. "I swear she's the most chipper when I'm in the foulest moods," he whispered, poking Eli in the arm and pointing at the now happily humming Galilee swinging her feet and devouring an omelet.

Eli smiled and whispered back "She can't help it, Cor. Besides, you only notice it when you're actually in a bad mood."

Cor smiled back and returned to the stove. Eli took it as a good sign and proceeded to devour the sandwich before Galilee could accost him for whatever task he knew she'd drag him and Cor into that day.

note #77

"this actually makes me proud to be an american!" she said sounding surprised.

note #76

eyes like water wash my soul clean.
hands like snow philter love to essence pure and cold.
lips like poison drip dreams for all to hear.

note #75

gears turned
lights burned
i saw you
in a phosphorescent
gaslight glow.

note #74

I'm drowning in Time
Ringed 'round with brine
The derelict remnants
Of lives left behind
In shining motes and eddies
Of shimmering ashes
And snow
Where lily pads in frozen ponds
Bloom white
While we wander gardens
Dressed in greys and blue
To match the glowing night.

note #73

gas in water
like fingers
in tendrils flows
believe me
beloved
i was the only thing left
when the water drained out.

note #72

oh babe, what do you say
i took out my heart today
and let it bleed away
all those ruby drops
of precious hate
i'm the girl
that they'd love to claim
would ruin boys in youth's embrace
we ran stone walls
at the ocean's side
and defaced old photos of you
i kissed other boys to prove
false love
but the untruth became true
burned bridges
salt tears
stained skirt hems
with mud
to my elbows and knees
i birthed a world
beneath my shoes
in graveyards
swamps and fields
we ran as far as we could go
threw epitaphs into the breeze
and slowly found our way
home
in soiled sheets
i lost my wings
and the final traces
of you.