I spend another weekend meeting the demands of a dramatic form that occupies without sustaining, crafting dialogue-based character studies for daydream play, the clock radio lights snap snap snap time makes twirling signals to emote and hasten denouements-- this whole silly group we take meetings with ourselves about our storylines and maintain the existence of a supporting cast by telephone. Boxed sets of passions we keep on display the welcome authenticity of her attractive pain, amid the general stuffed numbness, sparkles like film stars.

Her attractive pain keeps me listening to oldies keeps me pining, wasting words on a crush, undeveloping a meanwhile lasts months, years of meanwhile return, golden lady thunder road the long lines of sinuous show-stoppers stretching as far as the eye can remember.