watching tv with the sound turned off. putting words in people's mouths. sandy bent spoon. mrs. robinson on one side, her husband on the other, and i am in the middle. the radio is whispering secrets to the night. guilty eavesdropping, i draw a bath.... a purple crayon here, blue there. i step into the waxy world, and drown out simon and garfunkel. (with orgasms?shivering)