Anarchaia

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

07mar2008

Denise, Denise,
You’re concealed here on the shelf.
Denise, Denise,
You’re concealed here on the shelf.
I’m looking deep in your eyes, babe,
And all I can see is myself.
— Bob Dylan, Denise

Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills, that flash of light.
Aim well my little one
We may not make it through the night.
— Bob Dylan, Romance In Durango

co-op art show piece