urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jke ShakenJake jke@sarahsmiles.com ShakenJake 2003-03-15T04:46:18Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jke:905 2003-03-15T04:46:18Z 2003-03-15T04:46:18Z Been relaxing by the fire tonight. It's cold but will be warm tomorrow. Transfixed on the flame, distracted by the weather. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jke:597 2002-12-13T16:48:01Z 2002-12-13T16:48:01Z I saw him -- an old friend of mine -- drunk and alone. His addictions had taken their toll on him. <br /><br />He had the retreating eyes and advancing cheekbones of a junkie. <br /> <br />His eye lids open and closed slowly like crippled neon signs while he tried to make sense of who I was and why I was squatting beside him. <br /><br />I don't think he ever really knew who I was while I tried to talk to him. He was inarticulate and scattered. He smelled toxic and wasted.<br /><br />I gave him some money and walked away... I never want to waste away like that ... never! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jke:302 2002-11-27T06:52:08Z 2002-11-27T06:52:08Z Just got up<br />lost in the head lamps <br />curious this need to leave so urgenty<br />your perfume is still clouding my mind and i can smell your sex on my hands<br />but i must split<br />hmmmmmmm