Now I'm feeling different
The phenomenon that results when hundreds, sometimes thousands, of middle-age thoughts fly in swooping, intricately coordinated patterns through the sky
The alchemy, the temperance.
Thoughts on conversation and mourning
Evenings in suburbia are so quiet and with canvases like a Rothko
Spill wine on your table
I am probably lost
The trouble with all this withholding of pleasure
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