There is nothing more alone than being glad of being alone only has meaning in relation to comforting thought when alone and get some rest from being only the flow of motor spinning the frail thread of sound out of its metal gut like a spider which isn’t really just left in one place when you get in a car in the rain in the car between one point on the map and another point on the map in the car in the rain in the car a vacation from being you not being you can really lie back under your foot there between the you the other place at night in the night when you aren’t you
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words: Eugenia Tsutsumi (homepage)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
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Gorgeous and evocative.
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