start a love train, love train

think about calling up all your exes and asking them what went wrong.

think about asking them why they never got married. why they went into rehab. why they decided to have kids with someone else. why they became scientologists. why they turned to schopenhaur and turned their backs on kant. why they went off the grid. why they took a vow of silence and never spoke again.

could it have anything possibly to do with you?

think about all those conversations you had with your therapist. think about how your therapist said it always begins with your mother. think about your mother's kitchen. you know what that's supposed to represent, right? think about what your therapist is thinking right now.

and what about the person who cleans your house? do they look through your drawers? have they made an extra key? are they smelling your dirty underwear? have they found where you hide your expired credit cards? do they cut their toe nails with your toe nail clipper? are they taking cat naps in your bed?

and the babysitter? is she running up your phone bill? does she know your all your internet passwords? does she replace your ice cream with that of a lesser brand? is that the reason you're always running out of toilet paper? could she speak another language that you don't know about?

then there's the mailman. he comes to your house. he knows where you live. he visits you everyday. could there be an ulterior motive here? do all mail carriers now wear bullet-proof vests?

what about the telemarketer? how do they always know when you have just walked in the door? how do they know to call just when you are expecting that very important phone call? is it crime to tell them that you aren't the person they are trying to reach? what if you said you were dead? can they tell when you are lying?

one year my mom decided i would be pierrot for halloween and so i was a french clown who did not speak for halloween. there is also a japanese rock band that goes by the name pierrot.