Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Friday, December 5, 2008

73. Dirty as a Glass Roof in a Train Station

Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
was just a freight train coming your way ...

Thursday, November 13, 2008

70. Ástor was playing Apasionado ...


... and we were happy together.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

69. Amsterdam

Dans le port d’Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs ...

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Friday, October 3, 2008

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Monday, September 15, 2008

63. To: Michelangelo, Cc: Erik














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Saturday, September 13, 2008

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Saturday, August 23, 2008

57. Street Spirit (Fade Out)

... [He] was sweating from fear: "Point is Spoono", he pleaded, "every time I go to sleep the dream starts up from where it stopped. Same dream in the same place. As if somebody just paused the video while I went out of the room. Or, or. As if he's the guy who's awake and this is the bloody nightmare. His bloody dream: us. Here. All of it." ....

p.s. in the memory of midnight June 13th, 2008
when the guy slept for a while
and left the video playing.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

55. My life in rooms



I smoke my friends down to the filter,
but I feel much cleaner after it rains.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Friday, August 1, 2008

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Friday, July 18, 2008

44. some are born to endless night

ما آویختگان به کجای این شب تیره بیاویزیم قبای ژنده و کپکزده‌ی خود را؟

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Saturday, July 5, 2008

41. O Plato, Where Art Thou?

40. 22 Bahman

You're the truth, not I.


I think I thought I saw you try.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Friday, June 27, 2008

38. I'll paint for you something blue

She held my hand a bit longer. The moment lingered and stranded as though I was going to miss watching her fingers making love with the piano keys forever.


Wednesday, June 25, 2008

37. Street Dreams



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Monday, June 16, 2008

36. The echo of a distant tide


“She was a flower of the mountain when she put the rose in her hair like the Andalusian girls ... and how we kissed under the Moorish wall

From the diaries of J. J.
June 16, 1904


Monday, June 9, 2008

35. In the cold light of morning


"Tomorrow's only a kettle,
whistles away,
in the cold light of day."

34. We set to sail on a packet full of spice, rum, and tea leaves

"Tell the tale of the Jewess and the Mandarin Chinese boy,
He led her down from her gilded canopy of cloth.
And through her blindfold she could make out the figures there before her,
And how the air was thick with incense, cardamom, and myrrh."

Thursday, June 5, 2008

33. and winter in the cave

“If there’s a bustle in your hedgerow,
Don’t be alarmed now.
It’s just a spring clean for the May Queen.”

Monday, June 2, 2008

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Saturday, May 17, 2008

27. The town of Malbork

… and my shaking hands.

Monday, May 12, 2008

25. The Black Plague


Something is falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.