Tuesday, April 22, 2003

Would it be a crime to sit still?
To watch in single file and walk without moving?
Or vice-versa?
Somedays I want to reach the multiplex, stand still right to the top of the elevator and then run down…and walk up and run down…and on and on…
Most of my obsessions I notice, are to do with continuity and consistency.

What is the nicest way to refuse your affections?
To say that it’s an insult to smile when you say the things that you say because it doesn’t mean a thing. And that you bounce off the glass shards and the only one with the bloodstains is you. And that I have been where you are and I don’t think I can make it any easier for you. Because your vulnerability gives me the strength to be ruthless.To play God and draw the lines on your hand.

Did I do all that? Or was I done all that? Maybe I was just watching….
I can’t remember…