Thoughts on an empty space
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
As the world kept him thinking in turns so would the blank, empty, undiluted space in the upper right corner of his unimaginative American blog. It left itself for last - as if it knew it was much too smart for him - as if the search bar that had once been there was an overture to another space in time - as if that corner meant more than it really did.
“Jack Kerouac” Made Me Write This Poem
[coolplayer]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4z8Zvo2PDw[/coolplayer]
something of the city builds inside as a lonely horn pines for the connection… the moment in the past… when we had something besides a plain future and instead saw everything with wild eyed color and deep depressed shadow. that me has gone leaving a strong scent of information and light for this one to cling to…
(mturro – NYC – 12/2006)
Listening To
- Megafaun – Columns
- Ben Harper and Relentless7 – Up to You Now (Live At Sirius Radio)
- The Jealous Girlfriends – I Quit
- Sufjan Stevens – Jacksonville
- The Beatles – You're Gonna Lose That Girl
- My Morning Jacket – I'm Amazed
- The Beatles – Two of Us
- Crooked Fingers – Weary Arms
- The String Cheese Incident – Intro
- Charlie Hunter Trio – My Son the Hurricane
© 2006 [mturro: in plain sight]. 
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