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me: a serpent at the base of the tree of knowledge coiled in venomous repose.
My Ideal Person:
you: nobody, not even the rain has such small hands
My most humbling moment
failing to paint my masterpiece. or, maybe, not matching
the indifference of the world.
Favorite on-screen sex scene
that one with dakota fanning.
The celebrity I resemble the most
the virginia tech shooter. but waaaaaay hotter.
The best or worst lie I've ever told
it's your baby.
Five items I can't live without
a song in my heart, a thought in my head, art that illumines
the human condition whether in darkness or glory, love,
and failing that, the head of a prostitute bobbing ever
so rhythmically in my lap, much like the oil derricks you
see on occasion, in the barren and desolate wastes of southern
california...
Fill in the blank: _____ is sexy; _____ is sexier.
autoerotic asphyxiation is sexy; surviving masturbation
so you can brag about it later is sexier.
In my bedroom one will find...
books on the dresser, clothes on the floor, pornography
in the dvd player, two or three notebooks on the nightstand
(mostly unwritten in), and a one way ticket to not-quite-ecstasy.
which is in the neighborhood of ecstasy. yet, still, frustratingly far away.
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