The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

August 1, 2005


1938 All I wanted to do was to capture her! Remember her!
They said I did all those horrible things!

When she would come to me in the middle of the night!
Oh delusion! Oh illusion!
I'm all grown up! I need the Mommy! I need the Mommy to fuck-fuck!
Oh elision! They weren't horrible! They were wonderful! Slurp!
All I have is the memory, the drugstore! The soda fountain!
Lana Turner, you are mine! 1943 I captured her!

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