Wednesday, February 16, 2011

open arches/gently kneeling

I want to say that writing will swim me through this but I'm not sure what will. Swim to greener marshes or whatever metaphor you like. I move indistinctly as sunlight in the window today. Blink and I drift through.


#46: "Knights of Cydonia," Muse
#47: "Cathedrals," Jump Little Children

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