THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Friday, 1 July 2011
Post-trauma
My most beautiful part is my navel.
My life is exile from the womb I should not have grown in on a planet I weep for. Every day is leisure to put off dying - because I'm seduced by the dribs and drabs of merest pleasure.
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