Hacia la Luz, por el amor de Ometeotl

Thursday, 10 March 2011

flagella

Slipping back into the mist
Sliding into ignominy
ether
and scum
Babel
Disbelieving anything everything I think of to explain myself
That’s rich – explain myself
If I don’t believe me, then who could or would?
pleasurable
i am not my mind remember then forget it all
surreptitiously
crept up and cut it off