On Sunday, January 27, 2002, Rebecca McLaughlin (mac) wrote:

will you lend your imaginary? lnp mac

You can hear it wrestle and rattle as it passes and can feel it's frigid, much too self-contained. If you can hear it, you feel alone. Its smile or frown leaves you unchanged, but its laughter or sob curls your toes. It's not colour blind and will enjoy a plastic smile. It's a cellophaned world.