Thursday, September 25, 2008

love

Sometimes you use a word, and even as you say it, you know it is inadequate, imprecise. But you say it anyway because the word is a valve to release the pressure of an alchemical reaction in your body that is like a great big river, running from your perineum to the crown of your head, that dissolves your eyeballs and threatens to blow out your heart.

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