29 September 2012
I hate the way your name reminds me how we used to be I hate the way the ‘l’ stands tall and lines up with the ‘P’ and ‘a’ and ‘u’ are in the centre; vowels that spell my awe, that definite, though ‘a’ is I’m your shamesake, nothing more
I never thought the written word could have been quite so instrumental in my mental disposition now I’m chinese chicken like that bitch, my predecessor and my namesake, all the same
Who’d have thought? that for all our differences we’d be the same Ex lovers All in vain
Shamesake • Opuss № I