<~>14 Nov 2002

you know, now that i have read the most profound, untrite, corn-free poem on the site, i think i'll hang it up as a writer. do you run a kampf somewhere so i can be just like you? because i realize that everything i've been through has been adolescent bullshit, and i should have just kept it in my journal. all of it is nothing compared to the way you melt down things so succintly. and i thought, really, i guess it was silly of me, that somebody else might resonate with some of my experience. you have shown me how meaningless my written words are. would you please help me learn to write so it's not all crap?

thanks ever so much,

your newest disciple

p.s.--thanks for the zeros. get all your friends to give me some too, because it's what i deserve.

p.p.s.--the hairshirt and the cat-o-nine tails are on order, and my peneance will be arduous for having deceived people so with my diary-page-ravings.