*from the ones that I saw to the ones that I didnt1.The Gilded Mahogany Signoutside of the 7-Eleven2.The pigeon I thought was a rock3.The lock of braided hairthat gave me an uncanny feeling4.The blue...
Camera Move 4I was strong myself when I started...In on you...Wasnt I, Joe?...Normal strength...Like those summer evenings in the Green...In the early days...Of our idyll...When we sat watching ducks...
Thinking of your glasses:cant not smile,cant.
The weather today,like all those foggy morningstoo cold to go to the beach;those mornings when I went anyway.Sitting alone on the seawall,looking out and seeing everything,while close to my sides gul...
Above the rumble of machines in the Wash n Fold,the junkies make deals in language they think I(in pink sweater with clean hair)cant understand.And yet...Our autobiographies are the only truths ...
THE TEST:Can you listen to that song?Not yet.not yet not yet not yet not yet;please -- not yet.guess I still miss you
On the sidewalk bythe building where I live,there are two pagestorn from a dictionary.I hope they never leave,because I think Im in love with them.The hopings all, though;because passivity is always ...
except,thats not what actually happened.
BROTHER - eyes like death--Living not Livingripping butts on the porchand mixing up something to eat.The mattress is dirtyYour hand doesntwork cant get a job with a hand that dont fuckin wo...
FATHER - I think:the lessyou knowmethe moreyoull like"me"I wantyou tolike mesoIll leave it alone.
MOTHER -look mom,I put you in my lifenow you can tell your friendsabout your daughter who loves you after allYou can tell them all about Me.Saying you were always so goodnever got in troublenever yel...
not gone,not gone,not gone,not gone,not gone,not gone:Gone.Just like that.
"We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising"- Z.F
Now I never believed in Heaven,but this towns got more ghoststhan I can count.
never been late for an ending in my lifeits the beginnings i cant seem to make
Ive the sensation thatyoure not quite listening.
"The lens is phallus;the film is regenerated hymen"
I think that the reason I need to live in a city is that I love the night. In suburbia, there is the feeling that the good people, the successful people -- at 1 am, 2 am, 3 a...
"this confrontation with visual mediocrity was an altogether exciting and unforgettable experience"- Thomas Weski, on William Eggleston
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