the slur of wayward words
and the softness of a muffled melody
roams through my radiator
gently warming
my cold bed.
and the softness of a muffled melody
roams through my radiator
gently warming
my cold bed.
4.26.2004
we all need a witness to our lives.
"undress, undress, i want to cry out, let's look at each other. let's have education!"
- leonard cohen, beautiful losers
"i drank to drown my pain, but the damned pain learned how to swim, and now i am overwhelmed by this decent and good behaviour."
- frida kahlo
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