Originally written May 14, 2008
restless voices circle my head.
I’ve been following that white line all night long.
I think it’s going to lead me to some kind of peace but it never does.
It still calls my name. My teeth dance with each other. Up and down, round and round.
I pet my hair until there is no more.
I empty the bag and my face goes numb. Only seven more hours…..