Somewhere down south worlds collide
we find ourselves among the cities and roads again
we carry home on our backs
down under stars coming up, we are home again
Go then. There are other worlds than these.
I've already forgotten the examples, and only the feeling remains
The amours of Monsieur USB
Electrocuted crows hung the wrong way up on the power lines, smoking feathers falling like leaves.
Susan Marlon and the Rain
Sunday morning coming down
I like that heavy name. I will carry it.
The collected letters of sundays dreaming
Stay for as long as you must, leave as soon as you will.
Queen of Swords
I don't believe in anything
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