still sick
um but i
got me a
sweet
little
nursemaid

and drugs
they make
my hands
s . h . a . k . e

not warm
but cold
not wet
but dry

still sick
it's ok cause
got me a
sweet
little
nursemaid

& you know i like the
s . h . a . k . e

honestly chilled
and dry as las vegas

but it's ok
thanks to that nursemaid

04/11/2003

Author's Note: So this started as a journal entry... which means it's entirely stream-of-consciousness. When I got to the end I said, "This isn't a journal entry... it's a poem." And there you have it.

Posted on 04/11/2003
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