8:10 p.m. - 2009-04-02
when someone takes something from me and makes me feel like an enormous dump
and they flush me...
they flush that part of me. that fool. my irresistible dream, an everchanging cloud, disappearing at the height of my desire.
it disappears from me with their insane choice to deny me.
and i trade their imagined nothingness that i seem to hold
for their last strand of brains.
as i've said before: i have loved brilliant men. and they are ALL going crazy.