87. Almost feels ok..
12:22 p.m. & Sunday, Jul. 16, 2006


The carved streets and sidewalks are the only memories left worth holding onto.

I recollect all to brightly, those nights,
Where I�d press my hands to the opening in my chest,
And watch my broken heart stoop,
And stutter to the ground..

..But it almost feels ok.


I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget