did i travel safe, like a goose?

12.1.08

i don't know what happened exactly...
10.1.08


So I know that I was at that house. i had just come back from taking a friend home. i brought goodies. camel menthol, not wides, but close enough, bugler, and some kind of potato chip. i remember playing cards. poker, right? and i wanted to play rummy. i love rummy. an acquaintance left after awhile. more cards. blackjack; (before the man left) and after. we played for chips. then i start to get foggy. what happened? damn cobwebs in my head. i think that i remember being in the front seat of my car fidgeting with music...or attempting to. i cannot be sure of who was driving at that moment in time but i know someone was. Then I'm not sure of what comes next. i remember fucking someone. my foot, my leg were in the air, i was interested in the dome light. it was good. i remember that... but i cannot see your face. i see a face of guilt and am i replacing one face with another? i lost my glasses. i lost my shirt. my brand new sweater. i need another one. but it's no longer available. who? oh my god. this is bad. ... here, take another drink, chase it with pbr. 'can i have more' ? sure. ... and i ended up in the backyard of someone's family. daylight shone through. i stayed up all night yet again. but i don't know what happened exactly. we hurried out from where we were. he drove my car to his house. he went home. i went home. i am still sore. i liked whatever it was i did that morning. almost kind of a whole lot. that makes me bad. at the boy who took my car, his house, i remember telling him, i think...?...that he was a good person.

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