Friday, July 8, 2005
it would not be the first time (revised)
God knows I wake up in sweat having dreamed of you again and god only knows why I do such a thing. I have no awaken desire for you. This is such a mystery to me as truth be told you are such a dog or no, that is too unkind for the dog you are such a...you are violence. And it is hard to see god in you as I should in all. Nevertheless, I dream of you and of a happy family life and I dream of love. But your son weeps in his bed in his sleep. Why can't he dream of you instead of me? I have no use...
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