July 2009
2 posts
Tell me what you said. I don’t mind. I do. But I don’t. Not really.
You’re effervescent. You ‘happen’. You don’t exist. Not really.
This is the way it is meant to be. Something intangible.
But so it goes.
On the flipside… In an equally intagible place we will meet.
When I fish and you have no cares we might discover each other. Then you can go...
What's in a title?
At home what is my name? Here I am called what? In other places, something else.
It doesn’t matter really. If you can figure it out you can get a prize. Paltry. But what do you care? We haven’t even been formally introduced. I don’t know your name and you don’t know mine. So fuck yourself. There. Now we can be friends.
Except that I have to go. My master summons.
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