i return home.

and all of a sudden,

everything became so



open ended.

there was nothing

to look forward to.

there wasn't

anyone at home.

there were no calls,

no messages,

no nothing.

suddenly,

i have all the time

in the world.

yet

nothing to occupy them.

there wasn't any feeling

during prom,

after prom,

during post prom,

and after post prom,

save for the

more than often

toilet urges.

suddenly then,

time passed so quickly.

and

dawn came.

as quickly as time passed,

it came to a slow.

and then sped up again.

chalet came and went.

it was like i never went.

only remnants are the

fading crotch ache

and a bad stomach

as well as a distant nagging.

all these

are just illusions.

and then

everything revert to normalcy.

yet

it feels so strange.

and where are you?

can't you be accomodating for once?

i haven't asked for anything

have i?

now all i ask

is for you to be materially around.