goodness. "the alter/ of psychoanalysis" sounds like some AP Lit class...

-kirney

*sighs* That's just beautiful. (And I

suddenly I want to wash my hands in rainwater

and smell the cedar

and revel in the correct usage of prepositional phrases and colloquial expressions

and giggle while naming already-named stars

that shine like Daisy Buchanan's dock light.

My mind is still on gatsby, woe.

EG

What a profound, analytic, powerful and impressing poem! One has to read it several times if one doesn't want to miss something important.

Freud, ah yes. *sigh*

I have to go and read more of your stuff.

Oh, by the way - what about e-mailing? Are you interested in an online-friendship? ;-) Just tell me.

Noldor Lass ###