WHEN I TELL THE STORY


When I tell the story

it'll be different.

You'll be prettier.

I'll be cooler.

You'll be crueler.


When I tell the story

you will have raised ultimatums

and cried bloody mayhem

and tried to shatter all pretenses of civility.


I will have sat politely

a hero

a victim

taking in your abuse

as you, a cold-skinned harpy in siren's shoes

will be harassing

caressing

destroying my soul

but nurturing my neuroses

all at once.


When I tell this story

you will have no reason for your irrational rapacious attack

I will quizzically take it all in.


When I retell this story

some facts may be readjusted

history may be revised.

You know, for effect.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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