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Thu, Oct. 21st, 2004, 10:18 pm
i am chief

in i no speak.

you have heard nothing from me in a year and a half i suppose. perhaps longer.

my life has been indecipherable, miscalculated, contrived and impossible. perhaps the modern world is only one i come to through a lens of diffraction, a million discreet moments placing themselves down upon a bed of lavender calliope, and floundering in missives and collapse. do not recall that i have made a million mistakes of you all, the ones in the place i most needed to be while i ran away headlong in a frantic reactive flail.

do please know that i do not intend to misinform you, for in this i intend to counterclaim, and here- the passion and concern do come to bear—i fear i cannot collect myself enough to share. and there a clutching grip is placed upon a muscle placed just so, and lingering over a hard gap waiting to see the pink underbelly of a living flesh.

perhaps i am not.

Fri, Oct. 22nd, 2004 07:30 pm (UTC)
very: maybe it's just me

but i think you've shared a lot.

Fri, Oct. 22nd, 2004 07:44 pm (UTC)
holyloki: Re: maybe it's just me

i always feel as if i haven't shared hardly anything at all.

then again, i'm the one with the inside perspective.