Tossing and Turning

Missing her on my birthday.
  June 29, 2002

The world turned to see the night that tapped it on the shoulder, and I turned twenty seven today.

I dreamt about going to the Rocky Horror Picture Show.  The dream ended with me standing in the middle of a costume clad crowd, everyone chanting the final song as the credits rolled, and then I woke up thinking of the Time Warp.  I discovered that a silver bird snatched her away in the morning to a nest 3000 miles from mine and now the pillow on the window side of my futon smells like her and I have no one to sing to.

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