8:10 a.m. - Thursday, Dec. 25, 2003
I couldn't write what I wanted...I knew what to say but couldn't write it...because she would see it.
I also knew....she had been a confidant-interrogator of mine, spewing out every negative of him that came to her quite fertile mind....she hated him, I thought, again and again while I corrected her images...that she discounted....
she phoned here...
And it was all so duplicitous,
So very duplicitous,
I shrink from life,
Absence of life...fills my thoughts daily...
The barrel is not only empty...
There is no reserve.