still on the phone

it’s late and I’ve been drinking vodka for hours
there’s something on the label about smoothness
but I’m too lazy or too drunk to remember for sure
all I know is that I keep laughing and laughing
and jules says that he doesn’t know anything anymore
and I’ve forgotten if we’re being serious
or ourselves
or ridiculous
I never know where the line is
maybe it keeps moving
but I should be paying attention and not typing while I’m talking
I’m going to shut off all the lights and get into bed
and let his voice get dissected and reassembled over the lines
until I’ve forgotten about everything else
jules voice is like home sometimes
it’s nice to get lost in that
almost like a long sought after embrace

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