Tuesday, January 15, 2013

The Dog Stars...



I love reading the first page of a book and knowing that I'm going to blow through it in a week.
Even at this hour, a late start is a good start to my small comforts.

And the fucking author writes like me.

Fucked up-like. Fragmented and shit.

"I keep the beast running."

1 comment:

Fat Free Milk said...


“When Will I Be Home?”

When will I be home? I don’t know.

In the mountains, in the rainy night,

The autumn lake is flooded.

Someday we will be together again.

We will sit in the candlelight by the west window.

And I will tell you how I remember you

Tonight on the stormy mountain.

by Li Shang-Yin