6.04.2006

v.o.r.t.e.x.06.06 - denatured

You only want me to stop being me so that I can be someone else you don't want me to be. And if I die before I wake I'll have trouble explaining the mess in the kitchen, let alone why I painted all the knives yellow. But do not worry, do not fret, the best is yet to come. For I am a lapdog in your freezer, preserved for days on end, take me out and let me thaw and I'll jump in your lap again.

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