Monday, January 29, 2007
These Fragments I Have Shored Against My Ruins
- Five Things About Wonderful Me
- Phil Collins - His Part In My Downfall
- Joycean Way / Proust's Wake
- Outraged Aesthete
- You Watch Me Walk Away ... Taraa .. Taraa ...
- The Sphinx and Mona Lisa, Lolita and Guernica ...
- No Glot ... C'lom Friday
- Soul Brother Number One, Resquiat In Pace
- Nowhere Man
- Cunts Are Still Running The World
3 Comments:
I once played a tulip as a ballet dancer. I don't dance as tulips now.
I like the smell of ballet shoes. I like the tutu tight of outfits, which remind me of being a dancer.
I like flowers too.
Dancing should not die, should it? I think Inc has a photo of me dressed up in that outfit as the ballet dancer. I wonder if he still has it?
Trying to get to the ballet once nearly killed me.
But Nietzsche loved the dance, as did Louis-Ferdinand Celine. And they knew what they were talking about.
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