"to hear something new is hard and
Painful for the ear. We hear the music
Of forigners badly."
I make the sounds you can't understand-
This is my critique!
This is my subversion!
This is my revolution!
I make the sounds that you can't
Understand. My fingers, my voice
Slide into every orifice.
You (I) own these words.
This is friendship.
That's what friends are for-
I AM NIEZTCHE!
1886 was a very good year- and
You know this to be true.
Thus spake me.