now i live in a house where the red light's always on

9:36 p.m. x 2004-03-16

cupid hath pulled back his sweetheart's bow
to cast divine arrows into her soul
to grab her attention swift and quick
or morrow the marrow of her bones be thick
with turpentine kisses and mistaken blows
see the devil may do as the devil may care
he loves none sweeter as sweeter the dare
her mouth the mischief he doth seek
her heart the captive of which he speaks
so note all ye lovers in love with the sound
your world be shattered with nary a note
of one cupids arrow under your coat
and in the land of star crossed lovers
and barren hearted wanderers
forever lost in forsaken missives and satan's pull
we seek the unseekable and we speak the unspeakable
our hopes dead gathering dust to dust
in faith, in compassion, and in love

smashing pumpkins, cupid de locke

all that utter bullshit and i'm really, really pissed off. diaryland keeps deleting my entry, so it is spared today.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
JOBJOBJOB
interviewinterviewinterview
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11