Sunday, April 01, 2007

In the dark with the TV on, T's gone to bed so it's not loud enough to drown out the voices in my head. Peretz is here with me, warm & sleepy, he doesn't know anything's wrong, maybe nothing is.

TV's apparently too loud anyway, plaintive cry from upstairs.

Weird mix of stuff in my head, if it were all just scary & dark it would sink into the background with the rest of the scary & dark stuff, there's all sorts of warmth & light, the better to create painful contrasts.

All this & 'Oh Bondage Up Yours' stuck in my head.

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