17 december

got everything wrapped up tight and it's all night long a party i can't attend no way to amend the invitation while the hesitation stutter steps - i've crept past the doorway without peeking in - tangled sky and conversation and i'll just wait down the hall - calling back curiosity - a preposterously laid plate dinner date blinded by the sense of helplessness the awkward trends of kneebends and rugburns unearned but for giving pause - the applause on both their houses - alike in dignity but starcrossed with albatross tendencies - the wind, you see, is blowing and no need to hold the breath