"The when comes later. The now is a failed trust. A contract between bone and flesh. That leaves me bankrupt. I stumble on the instructions of fearless time travellers. I stutter with the words from my past."
10.27.2009
A bird with clipped wings can still sing but can no longer fly
"The when comes later. The now is a failed trust. A contract between bone and flesh. That leaves me bankrupt. I stumble on the instructions of fearless time travellers. I stutter with the words from my past."
