10:14pm Springfield Massachusetts, I receive a text message from you. You write me " we can't see each other anymore."... It upsets me why you want to go... Meaningless spots... Meaningless black spots lie beneath me... Giving the thought of deja vu... Meaningless black spots... Tears fell from your eyes to your denim jeans that afternoon. Some time between the moment the tears fell from your eyes to the moment they wet your jeans the color of your tears changed. Tears covered your lap like cheetah print, spots as dark as ink and impossible to remove... Black spots...They have littered my memory, now lie beneath me. No light did penetrate that black. I gaze into that black... It invites me down the shaft. A round sleeps in the chamber, gently I toggled the safety de cocking lever... The pistol incited me... Promising rest to adamant fear...BANG!
