she would be long gone by then.
she would be down at the waters edge.


swan dive into the waters that span the world. she would never resurface.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while, 90
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”— 95
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.”

the sky was grey like a thousand elephants on parade.

t: i'm sorry
s: what for?
t: i don't know yet.