forsake my mouth

power in my fingers.
the book room of my dreams exists!
somewhat in my professor's grand grand office.
its grand and humble and has the worn torn leather chair with the innumerable piles of books and the stuffed animal owl and stuffed wild thing. and pictures of his kids and real dictionaries, shelves and rows and stacks of books.
it exists it exists!
if i could steal away his place.
his place his place his place. a place of my own. my pretend place.
place.
my obsession.
lord.

je souhaite arreter mes mains et ma bouche!!!!!!!
mes mains et ma bouche. ARRETEZ. MAINTENANT! POUR JAMAIS!

you are.. my family tree. be good to me. take care of me.
ba ba.
ba ba.

i am indeed sick like nietzsche says.

where is my place? where is my place?

well?

?