let men burn stars

you are there.

my eyes are closed and i am sitting cross legged at the desk watching you in my mind. last night in my dream i was an olympic track runner and i won all my races. you were there.

in my mind are mesmorized images twisting and not in proportion. and inbetween clouds of smoke i cought bits of you. you were there.

i miss you and i am whole.

"you have been pushing your heart pretty fast"