Magnificent seventies-american analog set
Sliced Oranges...the third vignette of the indie and uninterested
I can imagine the Berlin wall tragedy. I feel like i have something similar in my mind.. and the lobes of my brain can't communicate. They can't greet each other.. or discuss cliches.. or even the weather. The window is open and the breeze envelopes the smoke of this cigarette i'm smoking. The soft beats of American Analog Set hum to the rhythym of my measly thoughts. My body feels like an outline for a brewing storm. I might cry soon. Or scream. Or be silent which is the worst.. because screaming or crying might follow.
to be continued...
I can imagine the Berlin wall tragedy. I feel like i have something similar in my mind.. and the lobes of my brain can't communicate. They can't greet each other.. or discuss cliches.. or even the weather. The window is open and the breeze envelopes the smoke of this cigarette i'm smoking. The soft beats of American Analog Set hum to the rhythym of my measly thoughts. My body feels like an outline for a brewing storm. I might cry soon. Or scream. Or be silent which is the worst.. because screaming or crying might follow.
to be continued...