Posted by marko on 8/29/2006, 5:58 pm i smell a woman’s perfume that reminds me of bug killer. i hear a brass band & it makes my teeth ache. i see the remains of a fireworks display & it forms a tired mandala. i feel a monotony that borders on catatonic. i spit out pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. i have no idea how they got in there. i have enough questions that i should probably keep quiet until i can whittle them down to a more manageable crowd. i’m either a mystic or terribly bewildered. i’ll try to stay congenial until i can come up with some identification. there are crazy ideas that people will always ask where you got them. & there are unhealthy ones that television can’t fix. but i’m being pessimistic. you don’t need to worry about me.
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i’m in the belly of a whale & i can’t roll away a single cliché. i hit the anesthesia with a relish usually reserved for love or fear, or that knockout combination of both.
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