: Manic mouth, spilling what had been muffled for months. If you’re losing yourself then invite him back to the table; with no excuses. The TV studio is hot lamps and projected video. The first human being to see and recognize him or herself. What surface was that? A calm lip of water? A sheath of cool metal? Narcissus? …on the night we kissed in the stairwell/ before we really knew each other yet… Juliana Hatfield: How To Walk Away: “Shining On”. Laundry near dripping wet and cold, the scent of chemically induced chamomile. We will always be beautiful… beautiful… we need to forget/ all the mistakes, disasters and words that should never have been spoken…
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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