Fallout (Crank 3)

the thirst in Walter. Who knows

how he might try to quench it?

I swear I will never let him, or

anyone, take a long swallow of me

unless it is my choice. And I only

choose to be water for Kyle.

HOW LONG WILL IT BE

Before living here

becomes unbearable?

How long before the

Bear pays a call on me?

How long before I have

to find a way to flee?

Sometime before dawn

my eyes finally close.

And though I’m not quite

asleep, I feel myself drift.

Float toward that hole

behind the bridge of my nose.

If I can just fall in,

I think I might find Kyle.

If I can just reach in,

I know I’ll touch his face.

If I can just take his hand,

will we leave together?

FOR THREE DAYS

I try to settle in, try to feel

like part of this not-family,

to ignore my gut feeling.

Three days of