The simple choice of sub-
stitutions. Of making dinner
for one out of liquid, cooking.
Eating, drinking. I needed the
sound of television on
in the background. I found-
ered in lacking the plants, or
the vegetables to do terrible
things with.
The fear of nothing bothered
everything inside that condo.
Fear of weather, fear of wind.
Fear of humid summer nights
on the lanai. —Again. Swim-
ming alone, I still loved you.
Abandoned utilizing gods as
intercessors; He never spoke
aloud to me. He cried and lock-
ed himself away inside the
bathroom, with a bottle of sam-
buca. Nightly. The motions
were motions, nightly!
In the duplicitous musk. In that
friscalating dusklight was a war-
ning.
