: day two of politicians at a blue-gray desk, speaking into the camera with cultish authority; behind them a woman fiercely striking her JSL poses; then, eerie choral music with film of glaciers, their colossal arches planted in thirst-inspiring blue ocean, a mourning vocal for the murder of Frost Caesar; refinding old writings and projects; Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac; bike-riding the moderate incline across route 12; we walk the mild evening to Bombay Blue; Sag Chicken curry, garlic naan; we might be done testing boundaries; when we first learned about sex – physiognomy, action, gender; is Shikotsu-ko in the future again; “I’d go up Mount Tarumae again if it wasn’t so cloudy.”; “Kind of like the Fairy Tooth Princess.”
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
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