(no subject)
just saw the turkish film uzak
(the people behind me were talking about silence between two thoughts)
i think i frowned for two hours
after cultivating such sensitivity, the street outside shouted its signs at me, each weathered pavement stone loaded with meaning.
the older one woke up and looked out at the white light of morning. he got out and his feet were bare. he gasped at the light, i thought it must be a small hour to be so white and terrible, but he went to the other window and knelt at the radiator, and saw the snow falling heavy. snowlight.
i think i am incomplete for never having been lonely like that.
(the people behind me were talking about silence between two thoughts)
i think i frowned for two hours
after cultivating such sensitivity, the street outside shouted its signs at me, each weathered pavement stone loaded with meaning.
the older one woke up and looked out at the white light of morning. he got out and his feet were bare. he gasped at the light, i thought it must be a small hour to be so white and terrible, but he went to the other window and knelt at the radiator, and saw the snow falling heavy. snowlight.
i think i am incomplete for never having been lonely like that.