Monday, November 26, 2007

washed up

keep art alive; art by kris lewis

i thought you looked so naked and different, vulnerable and ugly and beautiful.

"if you were a mermaid," you said, "if you were a mermaid, i was the sea."

what did it mean for us? because everything i did, everything that happened to me, that was what i asked myself - what does this mean for us.

it meant i was farther away from you, different. it meant that if we let ourselves, we could get closer than we had ever been. disappear into each other. you’d bleed and i wouldn’t. then we both would.

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