-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.31 Aug 2002

I feel I must apologise to you as well, god'swife. The things I've done -- the things I've said -- they've been awful, haven't they? I hope your skirt has a place for me to cling to, because in your ever-surprising, constantly-challenging world I've truly found my raison d'etre. You bring a beauty and a joy to my life that I never thought could exist! Your courteous, frank, refreshing comments, your helpful criticism -- well what more could anyone want? And not only are you helpful and kind, but you're also a beautiful poet and a sensitive, wonderful mother! Just think - surprise your son with a lovely poem with your signature on it! My mother used to beat me with a meat fork. Perhaps that's why I've turned out to be such a sad, deprived, lonely child. All I ever wanted was some attention. I thought maybe I could get it by being mean and horrible, but it's much nicer when you're nice, isn't it? Beige. Beige. I see it... I see it all now.