hello. while you're at it, could you bring me everything because i can't move?

TUESDAY, AUGUST 2, 2011

hello. while you're at it, could you bring me everything because i can't move?

i am glad i can help people with this or that. directions. fetch this and that for me. listening to your problems. massaging your back when it's hurting. i realize i can only fulfill you to a point and from there it's all you. i'd follow you till the end of time but i must be mute during a course of time that accounts for a section of time during which your makers were putting you together and i hadn't yet come into your awareness. it's important to be respectful of that.

sometimes i think you are more advanced than me. especially when you wear those white pants.

but my digestion is always faster than yours, so i guess that means it's all a matter of perspective.

i am glad i gave you that idea to move the ocean we like to this side of the planet. it looks better here. it's amazing how far you've come telekinetically. i am so proud.

we both have been through a lot and have come so far. we were so minute when we arrived, we were only half as big as ants worrying about things like surface tension and food. and now we've multiplied cities of ourselves that consolidated to form our now hulking giantess bodies. what a blessing it is to be constantly pregnant with new future possibilities! the screams of our children echo into the darkness and spark yellow moons and white stars.

i wait in the cold and outside it is the boiling seat of summer. i need gloves for this. i am waiting for you to dehydrate and rehydrate.

i saw you leave. you went out the door to the train to the city to the shrink. i am fond of your words. our story doesn't end. no stories really end.