QW: knees

On my knees, I pray. My knees ache not with growing pains, but from surfing and lifting boxes and car tires. The weight of the tire made me fall on my knees. There are fireworks like guatemala exploding and I wonder what saints day it is? There are 5 lanes of red lights heading south and 5 lanes of white lights headed north. I am driving in circles around los angeles, as if tracing the life lines on the palm of a lover's hands wondering if we will intersect again. I will be driving through places I will never call home, will never discover the best coffee shop or where to buy the best second hand clothes. I will post office, beach, fold and stuff and charge the computer and gas up the car, tomorrow. Tomorrow. Will be. My. Last. Day. In. CALIFORNIA...for a while. Goodnight.