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You know, Tumor, I think I'd like to write about you.
PLEASE DON'T.
Why not?
BECAUSE NO ONE WANTS TO KNOW ABOUT ME.
Yeah, but it's a human experience and I just thought --
STOP THINKING. THAT'S YOUR PROBLEM IN A NUTSHELL.
But what if I gave some person somewhere hope!
IS THAT YOUR ACTUAL INTENTION?
No, not really. But wouldn't I seem heroic, dealing in a straightforward way with you?
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT AGAINST ME? WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU?
Well, I'm fighting you. You know, put 'em up!
IF YOU WANT TO SLUG YOURSELF, HAVE AT IT.
Well, a journal then, tracing my growth and insights during this challenging time.
YEAH, NOBODY'S EVER DONE THAT BEFORE.
But it would give me pleasure and comfort to be engaged in something creative.
BE HONEST. YOU ONLY WRITE ABOUT YOURSELF.
Yes, but, I'm the thing I know best. I want to tell that unique story!
LISTEN, IT'S FUN FOR YOU, BUT I HAVE TO LISTEN TO IT THE WHOLE GODDAMN DAY.
Then let me say this to you. Having you grow inside me has led to some interesting thoughts!
LIKE WHAT?
Like “Carrying a tumor inside oneself is like carrying a child!” It takes a certain amount of time, it obtains nourishment from you, and it keeps getting bigger and bigger.
YOU ARE AWARE THAT YOU ARE NOT CREATING LIFE, RIGHT?
Tumor, don’t you think I know that! Give me credit for that much! And please explain to me why you must always be so negative?
BECAUSE I AM NOT YOUR MUSE