I miss BoxterJulep . . .
sometimes I have the calmest, most vivid suicidal ideas.
seems that I am easily bored, and I wonder in what other
ways I might manipulate my existence.
Perhaps I need a familiar, a cat? or a shadow. what would I
name it? reason. And I need a tool, something small and
worse than death. Or something so large it is invisible.
someday I'll live in a comic book of my own design. first
thing I'll do is hop on a train and get the hell out of here.
then I'll dive into the ocean and make my home in the
Marianna Trench.
sometimes I have the calmest, most vivid suicidal ideas.
seems that I am easily bored, and I wonder in what other
ways I might manipulate my existence.
Perhaps I need a familiar, a cat? or a shadow. what would I
name it? reason. And I need a tool, something small and
worse than death. Or something so large it is invisible.
someday I'll live in a comic book of my own design. first
thing I'll do is hop on a train and get the hell out of here.
then I'll dive into the ocean and make my home in the
Marianna Trench.
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I became a translator in Paris. One thing just kind of led to another, since I was a writer and bilingual.
[Edited on Oct 08, 2004 12:14PM]