Friday, April 30, 2010

on a night like this, why, she's pro-stars, pro sky

bejar, bejar bejar.dan bejar.
destroyer is faaaaantastic.

bonus photo:












"desperate times
call for desperate measures, i
wanted you,
i wanted these
treasures."

(fast) like the
red sea, the atoms
spill inwards
on my words
floating
through the
atmosphere.

& what the fork? a poem
about long island predating
the nineteen fifties?
"long island sound" by emma lazarus

"god is love, & love is real
but the dead are dancing with the dead,
& whatever is charming only disappears,
while all things lovely only hurt my head"
[mewithoutyou]

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