Monday, August 06, 2007

I couldn't fall asleep on the bench in the park by the harbor because of the hospital right there, and the constant sound of the ambulances. I wasn't drunk or homeless. I wasn't even especially tired. But I find myself down there, leaning on the splintered railing, not really believing in the water below me it was so still.

So after a while, the parking lot cleared a bit, and the police left, and I could smell the water so I knew it was okay. I lied down on the bench, trying to sing myself to sleep with some 90's indie rock, thinking about Buddhas of gold, and Buddhas of jade, and Buddhas of wood, and Buddhas of flesh and water. Still I couldn't sleep. The hospital was right there, and I forgot my cigarettes anyway.

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