2001-11-20 & 12:23 a.m. : salt

i am sorry to anyone who tried

i have not felt like talking to anyone tonight

i rearranged my room

i rearranged everything

my body is sore, even my toes ache

i worked until sweat came in beads down my neck

between my breasts

at the back of my knees

and in doing so, i have pretended i don't know how to speak.

and my other gybe cds came

and i am finding myself in a blackhole.

a wonderful, interesting, cold and completely enveloping blackhole.

i am pretending that i am disappearing

and it feels wonderful

like salt into the sea.