Friday

alone and in a lingering sweat,

Again, I am up, alone and in a lingering sweat, thick with pity and cold. Anger clenched in my beard and at the back of my neck. 02:39 a.m. and I have only been asleep for 30 minutes, not a single twitch, just deep sinking deep. Looking out my window at the biggest room on earth and its sweet dark silence. Its lost its hustle, lost its color, but its has gained a calm and moved its resolve before me. I belong, to-night is a repeat of last night. Our Father Who...