Monthly Archives: July 2013

Bad nights when im all dried up

Bad nights, when I’m all dried up, and my fingers wont help it, and the thirst wont come; …those are the worst. Most nights I’m real thirsty, but I can’t find the good wine. But, Ì know blessed nights (lurid … Continue reading

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its in the ego theres nothing else to be better to indulge than escape

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Mama’s in Cali

Some mornings I hear her moaning, faint or after we make love she sends me visions and I feel like Ginsberg when those whispers wake me ‘Had they met from afar’, they say… ‘They gather, at night, in the fields’ … Continue reading

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Orwell, Down and Out in Paris and London

“But, for many, even modest success has to be worked for throughout long bleak years littered with rejection slips. In our day this fact is often obscured, to an extent that would have appalled Orwell, by the ease with which … Continue reading

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“some rays of the sun go further than others, fly from the usual path and never seem to land anywhere..those are the ones that break the laws set forth by artfact nature, that defy what we all know and make … Continue reading

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A Burnt-Out Case, Graham Greene

‘It occurred to the doctor that perhaps here too was a man under obedience, but not to any divine or civil authority, only to whatever wind might blow.’ -29 ‘As usual there was no silence. Silence belonged to cities.’ -31 … Continue reading

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dream (lao, 2009)

I would love to be a painter… to feel the shade that cast the leaves, and print the earth with sombre seeds, to feed the eyes with myriads of coloured lights and mystful sights, an artist who’s sword flees every … Continue reading

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