Location: Chicago, Illinois, United States

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

the blank page

The blank page intimidates me. It is a compulsive liar, an ego strength coach, a gay man with a long scarf and a large man-bag.

The blank page is like the Arctic Circle. There is nothing to build on but my own mind and ice.

The blank page is an emetic. I throw up thoughts, pink and brown and beyond. I am weak before the blank page, but it has no remorse. It demands domination, like (from) a woman.



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