09/Jun/02 Montparnasse, Paris, Waiting for Sophie @7:30 PM

This humble scry is made to the honor of Sophie Russo. May she live a life charmed by god.

This better be good... I had (thought at least) to steal a pen chained to a bank desk, and I was absurdly, conspicuously obvious about it... Then I find out I've stolen a dead pen.

The pen which ran out of ink as I signed a letter with "X" has been resurrected.



I went to Mass
And got drunk on Holy Water
Then baptised myself in wine


I took a bath in Gin
Then painted myself in Blood
And washed me down with Mercury


For breakfast I breathe Champagne
Make bullets out of Morphine
To create & kill the Pain


I shoot them right into my head
Then climb up on to my bed
& turn the Television on.