romeo is crying

In fact there is little else Romeo does besides cry and sleep. The other one thinks he's deaf and it's why he howls so loudly, and I have decided something else altogether. I think he is narcoleptic. One moment he will be howling so long and loud and mere minutes later he is sound asleep, right where he lay. It could be anywhere, and when i realize this is the cause for his silence, I am reminded of ambulances, city streets bustling with cars, people, shouting, shooting and all the while i could sleep save for the three words "one, six, charlie". My face pressed against the glass; my cheek like a smudge against the pane, my neck at some geometrically challenged angle, my shoulder driven into the seats edge to keep me from slumping completely to the floor. Dreams of Joy as she lay in her own life's blood, pooling ever wider and me unable to find the source, quizzically looking around for something to stop it, sop it up. If only my partner would stop fussing about his hair, his clothes, we might save her. Because that's what we do, we save people, all kinds of people, even people he says he hates and complains about all day. I know it's his own life that he won't face, so he comes here every day to lay blame at the feet of people who have enough to worry about without some white boys angst. I could care less because I'm sleeping and anyway, we're only trying to save ourselves, and if only I could finish this dream I could figure out from what. But those three words come out, as if from the other end of tube out in space 'whuuuuuuuun, sssssiiiixxxxx, chhhhaaarrrrlieeeeee" and I refuse to be pulled from my revere, so close to the answer I can feel it like the strings of a guitar being pulled just right. He doesn't wait for me to wake and i cling to sleep like a sapling to the ground eroding away underneath me because the oil rigs and the corporate fucks have wrecked the soil from 50 miles out and it's all crumbling away when I hear the wailing of the siren, my head hits the window that is now the desk, drool on my shoulder and shirtsleeve and I yell to Romeo - 'fer fucks sake cat, shut it' - but he can't hear me because he probably is deaf.