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.