Hmmm..it's good to see my
evil sister is enjoying herself..glad I don't have any
olive oil in my
veins, my dear. (And I don't want to hear where the hell
Hungarians vacation..that's b.s.)
Sleep holds only fear for me these days..the dreams are way
too real, so I stay awake to the point of
insanity just so
I can be too exhausted to dream..only 3 more weeks of this hell. Then back to the great white North.
A poem to piss off you anal teckie types:(come on, you love em, you know it)
China
It comes to me,
over-neath, warm
wave of
bliss,
dividing me cat-scan,
captured whole,
leaving me less
content, realised,
spent, euthanised;
sliding down
the wet
corridor to my
soul
fingers splayed
along the
blanket
of my heavy skin;
Within,
Purity
through
denial,
Withdrawl
sweet
lover leaves me,
desiring more.
A final quote for this
glorious day
May 18th:
Don't believe
everything you think.