jigsaw memories & weekends past
cracks on a venetian mirror
crushed roses
smell of
love
a breeze
against your walls of steel
smoky eyes
crumpled denim
mottled leather and
pavements littered with
cigarette butts --
dewy sunlight and saturday morning tears.
*****
what is contact? touch or feel? amnesia would be so lovely right now. baaah!but still happy.
On Repeat:
[All the songs are in the playlist in the little widget across from this post, so if you want a listen...]
- Kids by MGMT:: indie rock meets electronica. this song is fire.
- Shove It by Santogold:: the beat is power, the lyrics - "we think you're a joke, shove your hope where it don't shine" - are magic. Santogold is both.
- Quelqu'un m'a dit by Carla Bruni:: picture laying in a grassy field with millions of tiny white daisies. except instead of daisies imagine tealight candles. this is how i love him.
- Love Lockdown by Kanye West:: taiko drumming, darkness and saying byebye. this is how i should love him.
*from Federico Fellini's 8½, which I watched on Friday night. they just don't make 'em like they used to! although i prefer my surrealism done by Rushdie or Marquez and in colour, still worth a watch, for sure. also, a little patience will go a long way.
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after that post, i want an update email asap.
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