watermarks. blue bruises. mouthstains. iriseyes. pale starling... and violet-hued brooklyn evenings.
Music
robot voices, bits, blips and beeps, sharp thrusts, heartbreak, golden horns and whistles, exhilarations, numbing fever, panacea and elixirs, pacific murmurs, sunbreaks, caesura clouds, contracts, credibility, cowbells and accordians, sex in a beat, a wandering, pounding star, the tenaciousyetsometimes affable heart, the slippery secret, the underwater voicedover dream, hours that resemble the color of tea--teak minutes... but lately i just want to listen to something warm and vastly uncomplicated... like summer grass and a white bikini, yo...
Movies
Palaver, we open for the thrill of closing, for the thrill of it: opening...
I cannot imagine the end of my fascination, emblazoned but feather-white too... Why can't experience disseminate itself, be silken and brazen, yet underwater? - some poet whose name I can't remember... *80 points*
Books
sometimes you hear a xylophone deep in the forest and you know that things are just not right. vichyssoise beneath a canopy with several unnameable beautiful peekaboos may have gotten me off to a less than promising start, so a chickadee gyrating in my ear and a catbird spilled the champagne and a dog waygone chainsawed some pleasure i left on the table for a tip, an itsy-bitsy gratuity.
Hello dear, long time no chat, MySpace urged me to wish you Happy Birthday and I couldn't possibly decline. I'm back living in Brooklyn for a while, and yes it is as sweet and temperate as I recall. Hope your day is a lovely one...
What the hell? Are you just on facebook now? No one has left as comment since ..hat's not right! I still gots mad luv fer you! If that still means anything...? Sniffle sniffle...
Hey, For real I just tried one of those ringtone sites and it really sucked Ha Ha Ha... Just messin, Like I'm gonna get hacked... WHat is this the first time I used the internet :)
Your pictures are hot!!!