it's like being submerged in mud and letting the red of the soil soak into your skin.
it's like listening to whitenoise through headphones.
apple-green and aubergine.
"there's no better time to let the cannons fly,
because there are no whites and there are no eyes."
Sunday, March 9, 2008
"a good stumble's a symphony."
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