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2001-07-14 - 11:39 p.m. Volendo. A wish. A desire. Even if it is mine. An article. A definite. An identity. Lust. Love. You go before me. You pave the way. I am safe. Volendo. I want. I can climb. I am awake. I can gaze away and after. I do not have to turn away. You go before me. You pave the way. You are mine. I will not let go. Volendo. What is the question? I am the question. A personal decision. 'Let us go then, you and I...'. Prufrock. A minute. Home to visions and revisions. I cannot see. I see again. It is only you. I am lying down. You are beside me. I pick you up. You do not twitch. You are not asleep. You do not smile. You do not grunt! How could you - you have no voice. There is not 'Old' and 'New'. I do not begin again. I am a satellite. I rotate. But who is she, determinant, quadrant, scythe? I am on an axis and you are regal. Lest I... I cannot forget, forget, forget. troilus � � |