soul of love, shadow i desire…
soul of love, shadow i desire…
Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from?
We have no idea where we’re going?
Lodged in life
Like two branches in a river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?
Wed 7/8
frontal inferior tooth falls out, then regrows, then i look under my tongue and a molar is growing. i’m confused but relieved by this and somehow i know I’ll find a use for it, as if i knew that more teeth are going to come out
it’s your hands that make the waves in the ocean
ziggurats
TOMOKO KONOIKE
en amour, écrire est dangereux, sans compter que c'est inutile.
so spiritual that it brings out emotion
We have little time but there are questions I should ask.
Miedo de dormir. Ansiedad de estar despierto.
Bartók, Ligeti, Varèse and Debussy.
Don’t ask what it is but what it does.
His eyes are Doré and Spare, his voice is Breton and Tadema, the air around him is Wain, and Bouguereau and David.
You reach into a shadow so deep, so black, that your head is in the bright light but the rest of you seems to disappear right in front of your eyes.
te busco de manera desesperada pero tambien luminosa