the rising
his mother died in a river his father in a
burning bed he was Cree 8 yrs old and
my client
as we discussed Kurt Cobain’s suicide head
blown off at 27 he said: therapist we can’t
know that
at some point i stopped trying to convince him
+let the wisdom of his words land this as the
wonderwoman doll he played with EXPLODED!
legs fell off arms went flying play therapy
bomb-revelation a life without revelation is
a life not worth living
his we can’t know this revelation was perfect +gnome
as my mentor Sharansky said: most suicides are
in reality attempts gone wrong
take Anna Karenina’s death the train she lays
in wait for is upon her as she tries to stand up
but it’s too late the train has it’s way with her
the bullet with Kurt Cobain we can never know
who will rise up in those long last moments my
suicide-rescue seemed to
though did she really? or is this woman a ghostly
doppelganger masquerading as the one who
desperate +bug-eyed swallowed +swallowed
+swallowed
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…at the same moment she was horrified at what she was doing..
what am i doing? why? ..she wanted to rise.. but something huge
and implacable pushed at her head and dragged over her…forgive
me for everything! (Anna Karenina Leo Tolstoy 1878)
Summer of BA.5
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