this copy of an lp will forever now remind me of evenings in your company. wine glass stains ring, the impression of a pen, i can barely bring myself to sing a line from 'a case of you' without smiling, without tears.
blue.
Category: scratches in the sunlight
shadows
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.
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.
