extended my stay
Thank god; my paintings look worth finishing again. Hold onto them eyes
It's almost another one and I've felt lonely but allright/ these silver things, a good season for them
cold nose wet lipd w/ stiff fingers.
I've settled January's soundtrack in advance:
Gillian Welch, Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Patti Smith
yoga lessons upstairs in the mornings
What's to say about all the things before, what about the days that led up to the last start, last year? Do you remember? Cause I don't, but I know that they're what brought me here, exactly; The first painting and its fat conception. I guess
I lost one of my good vibrations the other night, so quik I could feel the heat of its evaporation on the skin underneath all of my clothes. Then, a chill But later
shall b b b back again, I know / My heart
I wondered if one part of that is learning to remember it when it goes away
Post cards from a summer house at the end of the bay
I do think it was one year ago that my feeling was born, the one that holds the others
reliably, strong - am grateful for that. Were it I would still say things about the sky, I'd be damned grateful for those things, too; I didn't meet anyone new up there.
It's almost another one and I've felt lonely but allright/ these silver things, a good season for them
cold nose wet lipd w/ stiff fingers.
I've settled January's soundtrack in advance:
Gillian Welch, Nick Cave, Tom Waits, Patti Smith
yoga lessons upstairs in the mornings
What's to say about all the things before, what about the days that led up to the last start, last year? Do you remember? Cause I don't, but I know that they're what brought me here, exactly; The first painting and its fat conception. I guess
I lost one of my good vibrations the other night, so quik I could feel the heat of its evaporation on the skin underneath all of my clothes. Then, a chill But later
shall b b b back again, I know / My heart
I wondered if one part of that is learning to remember it when it goes away
Post cards from a summer house at the end of the bay
I do think it was one year ago that my feeling was born, the one that holds the others
reliably, strong - am grateful for that. Were it I would still say things about the sky, I'd be damned grateful for those things, too; I didn't meet anyone new up there.