Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Anxiety Translated

And it happened
and, well, I followed too, of course.
And you said it
and, well, naturally, I said it too.

That leaves us here
marked by the damned desire.
A frivolous tumultuous concoction like you'd make with your friends and dare them to drink. A tincture so toxic it would kill you in large doses. It is so strange how the most interesting of ingredients can become insipid suicide in an instant. We must manifest belly aches in order to maintain our own neurosis.

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