Friday, May 27, 2005

I had a friend who starved himself;
he said he wanted his skin just
taut enough to see
the support structure that
keeps his softer side
fighting gravity...

I had a friend who shaved her head;
she said she needed to see that
egg shell skull
that trapped her ego,
her identity...
She had to crack it open.
she wanted the answer to that question:
"where am I?"

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