Voodoo. sucked in from the outSIDE plastered upon a crystal ball that has no meaning and barely glitters as it is black magic, ha! that deck of cards is miniscule in comparison to my voodoo lovechants and needles, stabbing at my enemies the repetitive hammering wicked evil tempting sewing machine i am; cursed with curses straight from bethlehem i'm pulling nails from my palms and tossing them in the trash setting it ablaze, and watch it fall to ash youcan'tgetridofmethateasily! you can't speak to me so casually. as if you know me, really because chicanery awaits sends lightening bolts straight to the pearly gates-- and i sit atop my flying carpet ready to fall staunch to whatever lies lurking for me be it pits of hell, or silver bells magic wands, cockleshells insipid madness slipped into my drink-- ez pills to make me think-- or was it to stop what thoughts are already poisoning me? i've lost my mind again; dunno, dunno let me check my pockets. -hb 10/15/00 6:30 a.m. back home