Confusion in Rhapsody
|Itsa me, the Rene (a.k.a. jazelock a.k.a. feline-gal a.k.a. that one girl with too many names).|
I squint and try to read between the lines
in faces, voices, colors on a screen
too often doubting what they really mean.
Some events shown here are conjecture and/or shoehorned into abstractly matching words, but I tried as much as possible to keep it...