August 4th, 2003

ledbetter tat

Familiar compulsions

You’d think at some point in my life, I would realize that no one is going to come in while I’m sleeping and cut off my hand and head. I admit I’ve backed off my position of sleeping on my hands but the unconscious thought of a hatchet slicing through my wrist and my hand thumping onto the floor is one of my mental lullabies.

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The dirty little war

My mind was wandering last night, like little pig-tailed Rhoda skipping along wanting a “basketful of kisses and a bushel full of hugs,” and I wandered down the street of past arguments with Billy. Eventually I landed in a big puddle and my crinoline got all dirty. It made me want to go burn the gardener alive.

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