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Swam, picnicked, swatted at stinging green flies, read aloud, ate cherries.

The room drops away, and I am nothing but skin. Lips and tongue and finger tips. Pulse and breath.

When I say I love you, I am loving myself in you. I am not relative, I am infinite, that is why in every being I reflect myself, in every being I find myself.

Saturday. You are reading now. I am thinking of your voice.

My body weighs down my soul. People scare me. I get scared when they tell me they love me. I want them to love me, but I want them to leave me alone. And I want to be alone, but I can't bear the solitude.

We waited and waited. All of us. Didn't the shrink know that waiting was one of the things that drove people crazy? People waited all their lives. They waited to live, they waited to die. They waited in line to buy toilet paper. They waited in line for money. And if they didn't have any money they waited in longer lines. You waited to go to sleep and then you waited to awaken. You waited to get married and you waited to get divorced. You waited for it to rain, you waited for it to stop. You waited to eat and then you waited to eat again. You waited in a shrink's office with a bunch of psychos and you wondered if you were one.