... If rape or arson, poison, or the knife
Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff
Of this drab canvas we accept as life—
It is because we are not bold enough!
- Charles Baudelaire
(Roy Campbell's translation)
"a mile or more in a foreign clime, to see farther inside of me" - syd barrett
But I sold my freedom
For free room and board,
Like a monkey in a zoo. - Daniel Johnston

Monday, July 23, 2007

I, Us, We ...

Amidst the world of vacuous concrete and wispy sounds,
No more than the shadow we cast onto the ground

(words and pic by him...)
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