Thursday, May 20, 2004

This is the birth of my electric scream. ____()((((((((((((((((((((((( This is its cessation ))))))))))))))))))))))) "One hand washes the other."

Time is severed by my corroded ego. Vanity saves me. I am beautiful. I am sorry that you are jealous. I am sorry that you hate my self-confidence.

You don't want to taste this poison.

You only think that you do. I am not on drugs--drugs are on me. I intoxicate the drugs. I am the world's high. I am your fix, your addiction and your destruction. Enjoy . . . while you can, because soon you will wake up in a bath tub wondering where your youth went.

I am standing where you were. I am standing at the edge of time. Do you see me? Or have you lost the vision?