| It was caked on my right cheek
like jellyI... 281 |
[Feb. 2nd, 2010|03:09 am] |
It was caked on my right cheek
like jellyI remember sitting up and saying, 'I'm
a dandy in aspic' and trying to remember if aspic
was some kind of jellyI said, 'No jelly in the
fruit-bowl' And saying that seemed so rational it
was like passing a sanity testI began to doubt
that I'd shot myselfIt seemed more likely that
I'd gone to sleep at the dining room table only
thinking of shooting myself, fallen off my chair,
and hit my headThat's where the blood came from
In fact, it seemed almost certain, given the fact
that I was moving around and talkingI told
myself to say something elseTo say my mother's
nameInstead I said, 'Cash crop |
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