2002-01-08 & 11:51 p.m. : candles dripping into shoes
"sax and violins" by the talking heads brings back such thick and varied memories that i don't know if i'll be able to shake them by tomorrow morning.
"sax and violins" by the talking heads brings back such thick and varied memories that i don't know if i'll be able to shake them by tomorrow morning.
we peeled our fingerprints off in fine thin colored strips, we believed in everything, if only to see if the other would flinch first, knocked to spinning by reason.
i can feel it now, i will be dreaming of foreign bedroom walls and candles dripping into shoes all night.
