19-20/07/09
it's all beeen said but we make these sounds and signals over and over again, communicating as much through the way you collapse (against a street post) and i stand (immobile, arms crossed, stern gaze) as through the familiar lexicon of grievances we've been accumulating from the zero hour. my own interests conflict amognst themselves andwith you i feel flickers of compassion that i coldly and cruelly aspire to keep from all but those who will give me the comfort i crave.