Monday, Aug. 30, 2004 - 12:24 a.m.
I (sometimes even I need to use the word I) think you think (even though you is almost less definite than I) you know what�s happening here. You think you know me and what would fix me. I am your project, your pride, your kink. We both know it�s when I�m holding that prescription you want me most. We both know it�s the days I can�t get off the sofa you want to go down on me most. We both know I am not really here. I am even less than these words you are reading.
|