7.30.2003

slide guitar with the sheets pulled up close. they crease and fold smoothly over your body in the pale night. the floodlight from across the way peeks through the slits in the blinds, but it is dark enough to close eyes and fall. we read side by side with the lamp perched upon the bedside table.
summer is getting too long.
a guy walked by on the drag boom box in hand, hanging at his side. so totally old skool.