Tuesday, June 24, 2008

On the train to Calcutta

I caught a disease, it mimicked malaria, but I'm not a fool. It was love.
I was sweating and and my heart raced. I could barely talk, but what does
that matter when you can't speak--- what do they speak in Calcutta?
Shit if I know. I didn't take my immunizations for love. It gives me the
shakes and the tremors and the sweats and the deliriums.

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