dear r: drunk

dear r : drunk

the drink is a

metaphor for

self- destruct

-ion.

typed words

are trapped

and twisted

into useless.

in a box I

regurgitate

the remains

of my heart.

love,

JANEisnotplain 11.06

dear r: untitled doubts

untitled doubts

dear r:

[you can’t expect to build anything, if you don’t have the bricks to start with]



if i love you,
will that be enough?

and if you understand me,
will it just be memorization?

because distance is just
another word for commitment
and devotion is the
virtue of a slave

will you keep my soul
in a glass jar?



[everything is crumbling]



©JANEisnotplain 4/23/06