(no subject)
"For I became a we and this imaginary we became a kind company
when the big balloons did not bend over us.
For I could not read or speak and on the long nights I could
not turn the moon off or count the lights of cars across the
ceiling.
For I lay as pale as flour and drank moon juice from a rubber
tip."
p. 402, fourth psalm
new year
when the big balloons did not bend over us.
For I could not read or speak and on the long nights I could
not turn the moon off or count the lights of cars across the
ceiling.
For I lay as pale as flour and drank moon juice from a rubber
tip."
p. 402, fourth psalm
new year