(note: these are unfinished. they are intended here to function as progress notes.)

+ ten aborted fragments

[one]

the noise of silence can suffocate a teardrop

her veins only confused by the

absence of loathing;

when pretense violates itself

i am shattered

by his sweat

[two]

we only rape ourselves

into the night she sails

murderous purity hangs low

[three]

this may not be babylon

but now i am

only my own whore

[four]

transcend contentment :

birth the truth

[five]

loathing whispers

-apathy screams-

"o my drug of love"

[six]

mindless consciousness only betrays loss

[seven]

futility infects

with every

rebirthing

caress

[eight]

n u m b - en soi

[nine]

destroy me

and you'll love me

mutilate me

and you'll heal me

[ten]

/ABSOLUTION/

+ c davis

+ january 1999