99-01-27
Hah,
I got a tattoo today.
Makes me feel mature.
Makes me belong
right up
there with piercing.
At least eyebrow.
As good as lip.
Maybe not nipple.
Definitely not labia.
I couldn´t compete with that.
But those nipples,
you can´t show them off too much.
You´d probably have to tell people about it.
Yeah,
I´m kinda tall.
Got blue eyes, brown hair and,
I´ve got this ring in my left nipple.
Just to make it worthwhile.
No, I´m prejudicious.
But now I can
start showing off my bicep.
That´s where it is.
It´s a little octopus
living on my arm.
He´s all in orange, with
eight tentacles.
I lift heavy things, and
make him smile.
And you know,
it didn´t hurt one bit.
Just bit the bullet.
That´s the theory, no
pain, no
fucking pain.
That´s how you lose your thumb to the sawblade and
staple-gun it back in place.
I even did the job myself,
just half an hour ago.
Nothing to it!
But I have to be a
fast exhibitionist
now.
It´ll probably be gone next week.
And they´ll kick me out.
Headfirst, as if
I´d taken my Ciao to
Hells Angels.
Just you try and make us
Come on
You´re all worthless and weak
You don´t know us
You don´t belong
But I couldn´t resist it
when I noticed them, it
was between the octopus
and the cute little snake.
Actually it´s little and cute enough to look like a
maggot
popping out of your skin.
I couldn´t go with that.
Only animal I really have a problem with.
So now it´s me and Mr. Orange
for a couple of days.
Well...moreover,
I´m having serious problems doing
anything with my life right now.
Nothing seems to inspire. Nothing seems to be a good
idea. And I feel tired pretty much all the time, even
though I sleep.
The only exception seems to be the last hours of Sunday,
just before I´m due to go back to the Island.
That´s when my mind ignites. That´s when I find out
what to do.
I´m starting to think the ideal lifetime would be spent
living with a threat (that will, of course, always remain
just a threat) hanging over you all the time, forcing you
to make the most out of your time.