Monday, April 19, 2010
...and you thought it was real.
Real as that fucker's leg. Real like this axe.
Like the wood you'll find between your ears.
Knock on it. Pray for fortunes.
Pray to stay together.
So no one else in this house perishes.
This family must remain.
Who else could there be but Ursula?
She is you in so many ways.
If only she can see.
In the light you created, Leon.
If only she spoke to me the way you do.