Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
— Leonard Cohen, Chelsea Hotel #2

final sunset take two
ThoughtI wanted to see Indiana Jones, but they screened some version of Stargate.
Kakteen 2008-53

Let me see you stripped down to the bone
I taste when we kiss
I taste when we kiss
You’re breathing in fumes
I taste when we kiss
— Depeche Mode, Breathing In Fumes