Each half its own thoughts... Each half its own feelings... Each half its own behaviors... Direct opposites...
Everything you think you hate...
Not what you expect.
All you need, but nothing you want.
.....
All girls like it in the ass.
Some just don't know it yet.
.......
Milla Jovovich
Listen... ...... Ogden Nash
There is a knocking in the skull,
An endless silent shout,
Of something beating on a wall,
And crying, "Let me out!"
That solitary prisoner
Will never hear reply.
No comrade in eternity
Can hear the frantic cry.
No heart can share the terror
That haunts his monstrous dark.
The light that filters through the chinks
No other eye can mark.
When flesh is linked with eager flesh,
And words run warm and full,
I think that he is loneliest then,
The captive in the skull.
Caught in a mesh of living veins,
In cell of padded bone,
His loneliest is when he pretends
That he is not alone.
We'd free the incarcerated race of man
That such a doom ensures
Could only you unlock my skull,
Or I creep into yours.