I STOOD STILL
FOR A MOMENT
WATCHING HIM
DRINK HIS FRAPPUCCINO
WITH CREAM ON THE TOP
"SO WHAT YOU'RE DOING????"
I ASKED
"SOAP, PAINTINGS, ASSEMBLAGES, MOSAICS AND MANDALAS, AND... A BOOK. AND YOU?"
"SOFTWARE"
"RECENTLY YOU DON'T TALK TOO MUCH. IT'S LIKE YOUR NEXT STEP IS GOING MONOSYLLABIC..."
"HUM..."
"YOU STILL ANGRY?"
AND I REMEMBERED. HE KEPT TALKING THAT HE WAS UNDER METAMORPHOSIS AND THAT HE CHANGED A LOT BUT STILL KEPT BEING THE SAME...
"YOU STILL CHANGING?"
"I GUESS... WHAT YOU GOT SO MAD ABOUT IT?"
"BIH CHANGE, VERY BIG CHANGE"
"I AM STILL ME. YOU KNOW IT... JUST POST-ME"
"VERY WELL"
"YOU SEEM ANNOYED. YOU WERE THE ONE THAT TRIGGERED ALL THE VERY BIG CHANGE TO BEGIN WITH. WE SHOULD LIVE TOGETHER, DO I SPELL IT?"
"POST-YOU"
"I'M ANDY, STILL ANDY JUST POST-ANDY"
"MIKE, I AM POST-ME, POST-ARTIST AND POST-SEXUAL, AND MAYBE BEGINNING A POST WRITER, YOU KNOW? NOW THAT I'M WRITING A BOOK IN ENGLISH I WONDER IF I'LL BECOME POST-WRITER AS WELL, DO YOU LIKE THE IDEA?"
"????!!!!"
"EITHER WAY YOU LIKE IT OR NOT WE ARE ENGAGED"
"CUB, I STILL DON'T GET THAT SHIT ABOUT YOU BECOMING POST-SEXUAL... WHAT'S THAT ABOUT????"
"IT'S NOTHING MIKE I JUST REALIZED THAT SEX HAS NO MEANING ITSELF SO I HAVE TO FIND THE MEANING OF IT IN ORDER TO GIVE MEANING TO SOMETHING THAT DIDN'T HAVE MEANING TO BEGINT WITH, SO..."
"I LIKE THE ATTITUDE"
"THE SAME WITH ME AS AN ARTIST. I HAVE NO MEANING AS AN ARTIST SO I HAVE TO FIND THAT MEANING,YOU KNOW? TO GIVE MEANING TO MY ART, MORE MEANING..."
I JUST STARED AT HIM...
I LOOOVE HIM
THAT'S ALL FOR NOW!
XOXO
GOSSIP BOY!
