archives for Monday 11 February 2008
important reminder
Monday 11 February 2008 | I like a cookie
That at one point, apparently, anyway, I knew I was not always the problem.
11 february 1963
Monday 11 February 2008 | I like a cookie
PARALYTIC It happens. Will it go on?— My mind a rock, No fingers to grip, no tongue, My god the iron lung That loves me, pumps My two Dust bags in and out, Will not Let Me relapse While the day outside glides by like ticker tape. The night brings violets, Tapestries of eyes, Lights, [...]
