those who bothered to read the words on the back of my t-shirt today:
my answer is:
definite defect
at times such definite defect demands
attention,
observation,
and kept you abreast.
i love that.
you kept asking
and i kept confusing you,
with simpler and simpler words.
you cannot die.
and there he is,
still at Shinjuku,
shopping totally for me.
definitely not defective. :)
reader k | 5/26/2006 07:23:00 PM |
