2.22.00 - 21:01:16
There's no time for a real entry tonight. Hula and I are finally plowing through the back room, and it's too much fun looking through old stuff. TOO MUCH FUN!
It's so fun, I should share it with YOU!
(Seriously, log off now. This is a horrible way for me to treat you.)
Pinch in 1984…
hollow and crisp
my soul
dry and abrasive
my emotions
rattle within
an empty shell
hear them whisper
set me free
set me free
Set me free! Do you hear me? I said it twice just so you'd get it! SET ME FREE!
Pinch in 1980 with a very important message for you. Pay attention now.
To dread life is
The biggest sin of all
For it is the greatest of gifts
And it is up to you
The individual/conformist
To shape it
Mold it
Sculpt it
Compose it
Into your wildest dreams
Fantasies can be yours
If you live long enough
Love hard enough
Oh man, I was so WISE and PROFOUND! Pay attention to me because I'm SPEAKING words of WISDOM!
Okay, just one more only because I know you want to know what a broken heart felt like to Pinch when she was 16.
Pinch in 1981….
Your hatred bleeds
It oozes onto my skin
Into my veins
Its pungeant odor
Permeates every room you occupy
The thick and horrible fluid
The blood of your contempt
Is seeping into my heart
Deep
Dark
Red
Is all I see
Is all I see
Don't forget that it's ALL I SEE!
