goodbye SG.

what a strange and wonderful experience this has been.
But I've already stayed far too long.
And though I recognize my time has passed
and few will read this, it seems appropriate
to end this the way it has been all along.

by throwing lit matches into the air
and waiting for a spark.

by spilling it all out and posting it for everyone to see.

where everyone is no one.

annonymous, shameful and lurking.
words mean so much you see.
they are so often taken for granted.
but not by me.

you were my mistress, my therapist,
my guilty pleasure and my friend.
you enriched my life and let me be me.

but when the rebill man comes-a-knockin', I'll be gone.
into thin air.

just another credit card and a hard cock.

nothing to look at here, folks.

my email addy will remain active: suicidesmitty@netscape.net.
Email me and I'll send you a virus.
It's the least i can do.

thanks for listening and entertaining me.


-smitty.