Friday, April 21, 2006

Isn't It Rich? Aren't We A Pair? You With Your Head Up Your Ass, Me In Despair"

Current mood: inconsolable

Category: Romance and Relationships

Send In The Clones

To him who thinks that I am three

I say there's only one of me.
Perhaps if I were four or more,
he'd find what he is looking for.
But one is all there is of me,
and that's the one he cannot see.

(From Deeplip's novella-in-verse, Unreqwerty'd Love: the story of belle and play.)