It happens that these pages only come to be when I am alone and intoxicated. That's why I only post so often.
And that's also why I do not author them, it is the Gods.
As with any Revelation I do not feel I can improve, alter or rephrase. So it is just a diary, or, more accurately, a vomit that lays just as it splashed the ground.
Saturday 12 January 2013
Undressing for You
I showed you all that I was.
You liked me too.
I am still taking off my clothes, I do it on Wednesdays.
Please knit me a jumper,
One of those that will be worn never.
I do not like being at the agora,
Just show me now all that I was not.
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