speaking_to_blathers_outside_blather
sabbie
and
i
spoke
to
a
gentle
girl
at
5
:30am.
a
little
faerie
with
an
american
accent
warm
and
friendly
sleep
tight
sweetheart
...
030102
...
the sad thing is i dont have a name
sabbie
,
you
are
one
o
my
favorie
blatherers
ever
,
but
Ive
never
spoken
to
you
.....not
really
anyway
030104
...
sabbie
jsut
a
broken
little
girl
tangled
in
a
ball
of
sticky
tape
is
all
030105
...
unhinged
so
i
have
an
accent
to
you
?
funny
,
because
you
have
an
accent
to
me
:-
P
could
you
maybe
tell
me
sometime
what
an
american
accent
sounds
like
?
because
i
have
thought
of
that
....how
my
accent
sounded
to
him
when
i
spoke
french
;
how
you
heard
my
english
words
different
but
still
the
same
.
it
was
a
blessing
to
hear
you
say
'
sleep
tight
.'
i
knew
the
story
behind
that
phrase
once
;
something
about
how
beds
were
suspended
on
ropes
and
if
you
didn't
tighten
them
before
you
went
to
sleep
you
would
fall
out
of
the
bed
so
everyone
always
said
'
sleep
tight'
to
remind
everyone
to
tighten
themselves
in
.
it
just
reminds
me
of
monster
hugs
when
i
was
little
.
someday
it
would
be
grand
if
we
could
sit
in
a
coffeeshop
and
talk
for
hours
sayra-sab.
030105
...
another damn yank
i
can
still
hear
a
ribbon
-adorned shiney happymuddy
voice
when
i
turn
my
inner
ears
to
it
. cadences
of
a
voicemail
poem
ride
with
me
on
the
bus
,
guide
my
pen
through
bumps
and
jostles
and
into
the
inside
places
where
things
live
.
yer
such
a
gift
,
girl
.
051208
...
jane
blather_behind_the_scenes
051208
