The silence brings back memories of cigarette smoke lingering in the air
in a moment of clarity, then, we set out to relieve ourselves
nicotine stained fingers reaching out to touch the crumbling wall
which pools in a fine white dust on a rusted basement floor.

We ventured down a familiar road after a twenty minute search for the door
lost in the darkness we turn right into an empty hallway
it stretched on behind us echoing the voices from within
a familiar dish took on an unappetizing persona.

The tube flickered in the darkness
as we shivered from the train passing through the quarters.
Closing our eyes only made the ruckus louder
while the freshman slumbered.

It took two days to recover from her visit.
A pile of trash covers the ground we walk on.
I left for Las Vegas that week
only to find her waiting when I came back.

An incoherent dialogue erupted between cigarettes
held between our fingers like wet noodles.
They hung there suspended in time, never once burning
Their smoke swirled around in the hot, noisy air.

We sat on that couch exchanging art
from a journal and a strange-tuned instrument
played with an impromptu slide.
It took uS two hOURs to make 20 minutes into fOUR.

We stripped OURselves in the balmy dry air
the cold tile pierced our feet
we huddled in a naked mass for warmth
and closed our eyes to dream.

The barely lucid reality paled in comparison
to the dripping gray, square cows
drinking water from their own puddle of goop.
Our world was stuck like this.

Days passed and the rain fell.
The empty hallway was filled with people, now.
The echoes continued without
but grasping their voices was out of my reach.

It took two days to recover from her visit.
A pile of trash covers the ground we walk on.
I left for New York that month
only to have her find me underneath an apple tree.

We made friends and chased bats
fascinated by a corporeal substance
which mimicked the cerebral square-cow-drip-goop.
We plucked fruit across the street under a lamp post.

Her visit was short but effectively sufficient.
She teased me last weekend and said she'd pay a visit.
but I don't care.
The only one who has brought me joy was there.