Introduction

by kelsey   Nov 24, 2005


So you want to know all
about me. Who
I am.
What chance meeting of
brush and canvas painted

the face

you see? What made
me despise the girl

in the mirror

enough to transform her,
turn her into a stranger,

only not.

So you want to hear
the whole story. Why

I swerved

off the high road,
hard left to nowhere,

recklessly

indifferent to those
coughing my dust,

picked up speed

no limits, no to end,
just a high velocity rush

to madness.

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