Mar 06, 2010 15:28
And now I am quitely waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again...
and interesting...
and modern...
The country grey and brown and white
and trees
snows and skies of laughter
are always diminishing
less funny not just darker
not just grey
It may be the coldest day of the year, what does he think of that?
I mean, what do I?
and if I do
perhaps I am myself again
-Frank O'Hara
poem