Saturday, October 18, 2008

Solzhenitsyn & Pachelbel

In collecting the condoms, in falling asleep inside of you and in short or light of HIV, I've given into pessimism and it[']s poetry.

I was embarrassed for years, but you ended up being the fool.  I'd forgotten about the suites when all anybody took into consideration was the cannon.  And finally now I am no fool.  I'd forgotten about Solzhenitsyn until his death brought about your issues and my alleged illiteracy.  The writing is used, ragged, and I believe in the city even if I stopped believing I'd get there.

1 comment:

3rd from top said...

So brilliant. So brilliant you are. Shine Fith in line, Just shine.