2004-05-18 @ 12:33 a.m.

Too this, too that, too wordy; pretentious. I've eaten up the page with the running of my tongue.

An extra syllable here, an adverb there, yeah fuck that, Miss Bitch Thing, I like it that way.

I copy Plath and Poe and run on and in endless sentences that need no punctuations to aid in breathing or comprehension...

...they just keep going and going as spirals do swirling the grays and blacks and whites of the printed page.

I guess it's something you're going to have to get used to.

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