shadows. here is mine - here is yours. from our soles, each footfall followed. never hand in hand beneath the ceiling, rising, twinning at the window - swallowed at the closing door.
shadows
Author: nickreeves
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dream diaries… 87
14/05/20 Thurston Moore was becoming tired of being told what he should or shouldn't do in the band. He began to give serious thought to going his own way. Lee was always on his case these days at rehearsals - "Hey, Thurston, turn it down a bit, mate. I can't hear myself think!" He was … Continue reading dream diaries… 87
UFOs I See.
i imagine her, right here, in this room and i will dance beneath her moon: she's so intriguing. i wish that she would bend my ear. send some clue, some word, some whisper: something psychic. if this appears to be something that you don't wish to see, then i could disappear. but i … Continue reading UFOs I See.
