rec room home | married to art

exquisite corpse mar 15 2006

advice for the newlyweds

i’m a believer--i mean--i can’t help it. there are certain miracles --an unexpected walking through the door. . . into a room with marble floors and no windows. . . and a sculpture of a man with a certain part missing. . . his wife, daughter, and home are also missing. my desire to be alone is nothing personal, you know. well if that’s how you really feel, we need to talk. let’s talk anyway and get this ball rolling. the trust involved in giving someone yourself seems extremely over indulgent. the top of the stairs never seemed so far away as now. the bowling ball i threw didn’t get far. i wrote the last line, and vowed no other.