I want to write a book about fragments- unfinished sentences, dependent clauses. Incorrect punctuation. I- would like to mess with the mind, manipulate, self-destruct, and create a masterpiece made up of nothing but myself. Tell the story behind the faded pictures in the tarnished picture frames- find faults and rectify them- fumble and write essays about the failures and freedoms I know nothing about. I want to forget how to make sense- stumble and stutter along- verbally intoxicated- tottering but stable. Young but able. I want to write the world into/out of existence. Instigate. Revolve. And end.

I want to live.