there is a whirlwind of poetry, ticket-stubs, polaroids, and color(ed sunlight) inside/around/because of you. Looking at photographs, I can see it, slowed but not stopped, suspended on the film. You give off energy strong enough to knock me down...warm enough to make me want to stay there. Its obvious enough in this definition of here and now,
(
Read more... )
Comments 5
ya know, hunny bees...make the connection man.! but i ended up buying "journal of solitude" by may sarton. should be good. it'll get me away from "the bell jar" for a bit.
don't be trapped!
jess is beautiful.
Reply
Reply
<3
Reply
Reply
i figured you would.
Reply
Leave a comment