endless spleen
i need an accomplice in my escape. i have lost the feelings that
overwhelmed my youth. i need to strip my skin. my life unfolds like
a tv. i do not know how to act upon my life.
a friend said to me today that all interactions are essentially
capitalistic. an exchange is necessary in any
relationship. but i do not want to exchange the usual things. i
don't want to be tied to any values other than my own inner
direction.
what is the meeting place for two souls? we see each other thru
the shroud of our lives. little can penetrate... us. we need
pain to create our points of entry and departure. the ennui must
be bled from us; our activities must be shed
get me out of here