in my neighborhood pt. 91

What I’m Listening To:

Things were not so good I can’t make light of it
My poor soul, it was having a dark night of it
It was a long night
A week, maybe a year
Maybe a long dark night is coming down
Maybe a long dark night is coming down

— Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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