DIARY ENTRY: 4 September, 1942
take it apart and put one piece here and one piece there and one piece for the serpent
such a sweet little snake coiling rope swinging playing children in pieces
in the dark and all they did was dance that was all dance and spun in a web
ask the spiders they know
Heir air who has got no air at least it is cleaner than letting all that nasty dirty blood out cleaner clean clean clean they will never be clean again I peeked and I know
I know what they see when they close their eyes in the dark they close their eyes but I can still see them
I think I've slipped and fallen through time
such a sweet little snake coiling rope swinging playing children in pieces
in the dark and all they did was dance that was all dance and spun in a web
ask the spiders they know
Heir air who has got no air at least it is cleaner than letting all that nasty dirty blood out cleaner clean clean clean they will never be clean again I peeked and I know
I know what they see when they close their eyes in the dark they close their eyes but I can still see them
I think I've slipped and fallen through time