Posted by susan47 on January 30, 2008, at 20:26:54
the problem is iatrogenic in nature, you see.
Iatrogenic.
And that is the problem.
Largely, one of disclosure.
One of self-probing. Probe. Probe me, doctor. Doctor. In places here and there and everywhere...
body, mind and soul.
Body, mind and soul.
What you don't have, I do.
And likewise, I'm sure.
I'm sure.
I do.Sh*t f*ck damn lie, it's a lie, it's all a living lie.
A lie I live every f*ck*ng day.
Darling.So dark, my feelings for and about you.
You.
Yes .. yes, you.
Who are you?
My identity's so wrapped up and around,
up and around like a snake, a viper . the hissing sound I make is your breath in your own ear, the expulsion of life as i breathe mine into you.
Mine into you, into yours, and all your beholden
the memory's mine for the making
I
love
you
i love you, i love you, i love you.
You are the drug.
I breathe in your life, as you expel mine.
poster:susan47
thread:809816
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