as if inside our skulls, instead of the brain, we felt a fish, floating, attracted by the Moon.

Monday, December 28, 2009

see the walking wounded and the living dead

heavy, beautiful snow in greenfield.

listening to meat loaf.

(ps) taking way too much tylenol makes you trip pretty hard in your dreams in a half-asleep-half-awake-but-unable-to-talk kind of way. It was actually kind of worrisome.

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