2003-04-21 - 3:15 a.m. - baghdad
st-st-stuttering for some sort of r-r-r-resolution, like so many diluted sugar crystals in water we shrink away from the things we do to hurt ourselves to make ourselves only that much st-st-st-stronger. to make our skins that m-m-much thicker. we trip on threadbare feet, spinning codes from between our teeth (so slicked with saliva nervous sweat) our only goals to tell the truth with a minimal amount of eye contact. and trying to remember that between all of these theoretical frameworks and diagrams sketched on the back of restaurant reciepts there is only blood that moves silently through bodies, only bones that make us stand up straight, only muscle that makes us move, only teeth that lock in crescent moons, pointing up toward eyes, elucidating the symbolism of smiles.and to hannahdo.diaryland.com: duh...we are starting a movement and you are totally a part of it. where have you been? dayton WILL be the place to be. we will tear down everything that decieves us and replace it with so much truth and beauty it will make peoples' eyes bleed (oh the sunglasses we will wear to protect ourselves from the truths we hold inside ourselves only to be unleashed). its all fucking happening. i swear. bleed your art out of yourself and join us.
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