Me At Sallent de Gallego Spain
The stretch of the blue sky is random. The clouds intrude like unwanted visitor. The road's flat and crowded by no one it is almost as if there's no one's really here. Even me.
The light behind is forgetting. It is northward, probably from the northern thoughts. The green is Windows 98 default wallpaper. I do not think there are real stones here.
I am almost missing my car. It is almost passive-aggressive, the cow I do not see right here but what should be a right thing to be in this pastoral flatness. The Walkmen's The Blue Route is playing, screeching, faintly a scream:
What happened to you..What happened to you..What happened to you...
Labels: Hamilton Leithauser, Lydia Davis
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