the weekend. i am a working man. sleeping. feeling the exhaustion. the
sheets, my alibi. valentine. st. vitus. dance. hallmark. chocolate.
les roses. long stem. 12? 24? 6? doing the dozens, the waxy faux rose,
dowsed with a spray of mist to make the velvet lips stand out, to hide the
thorns with baby's breath. breathe. breathing like a lover. breathing like a
diver. slow deep breaths. sipping. buzzing, humming the breath away, sipping
the air. like single malt. not malt liquor. a held breath can rupture the
lung. the air collects under your skin and crackles under fingers. air
embolism. going too deep, sucking the air, watching the gauge sweep. sweeping
water, deep blindness. nitrogen narcosis. to be narced. the effect of depth.
mixed gasses. even air becomes toxic. even words of love can hurt.
The Weekend
By Chris - Posted on March 16th, 2008
