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By Ophelia Date: 2002 Feb 02 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.02.12.38.4233]] |
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bedbug sally with her spiked heels off headin down the hallway followin the blue light bouncin off the walls in time with the dialog screamin from the box lost track of her mission stopped and looked in the mirror in the bathroom with the light off just a little from outside you can hear the neighbors talkin if you hold your breath but the sound can make you dizzy if you strain to listen too long bedbug sally was there for an hour with the face in the glass that kept staring back and the words from upstairs and the words from the box that spills the blue light through the doorway to the walls in the hall just outside the bathroom where she stood and stared another night wasted, lost to the confusing world weariness that comforts her somehow softer than the bright, clear rightness of it all when the time passes quickly and doesn't count for nothin but a night wasted this way at least feels good going down it fits just like a t-shirt and nothin on the TV but you watch it anyhow till it's five in the morning and there's nothing left to do but lie down on the bed and wish for no tomorrow bedbug sally |