Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Victoria Williams: 0269

Today the ceiling finally collapsed. And as the dust was settling, Alan brushed the roof tiles from his shoulders and said, ‘I know how it feels.’ The piano was broken.
‘Why don’t we play anymore?’ I said sadly.
He said, ‘We are constrained by your age.’
‘Lately I feel as though I can see anything with fresh eyes. Perhaps I am finally being reborn?’
‘No, it is the fact that you are ageing terribly that makes you feel this way.’

Friday, September 26, 2014

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Internet Sentences: 0041

Last all night, Tearoombooks..

cherry bomb: 0044

Victoria Williams: 0268

After getting my third single ticket,
Finally the usher says ‘Don’t you have any friends?’
And I say,
In 2005 something happened,
Not to all of them,
But to me individually,
And now I love people,
But I forget,
And only remember,
When threatened.

Sunday, September 21, 2014