finality wrapped in sand

Post author By jae
Post date 16 October, 2002

tonight, as last night, i shall once again dream of a certain Deluge sweeping over me; taking my breath and leaving me nearly senseless in my bed. i will never again dream such things, and that will be sad, if only for a little while.

yet while it lasts i will give my self and my body to thee, oh ceaseless Tide, and then nevermore.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.

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