Glass (Crank 2)

She’s cutting me loose? Now I’m

thinking she’s thinking she’d better

give me some room. She’s right.

I’ve been cooped up for far too

long. Time to spread my wings

and let the wind carry me somewhere

new. To someone new?

The LTD chortles and the radio

plays Def Leppard, Pour some

sugar on me…I sing along, feeling

liberated despite everything. Okay,

I’m totally spun. And I plan to get

spunner, having brought along

my Trey souvenir and its glitter.

Glitter. Sugar. Ice. Glass. God!

I’m right where I want to be,

at least for now. I drive down

to the park on the river. Last time

I was here, Chase and I spent some time

getting buzzed and fooling around.

I wonder if he’s all right. I miss him.

He hasn’t sent me a letter in a while.

Of course, I didn’t answer the last

one. It was just too painful to think

about his new life in California.

I bet he’s got someone new.

Not that I want to know.

I’m not quite that masochistic.

There’s a chill in the air when

I open the window. I watch