Monday, March 30, 2009
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my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex-ecute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.
-e.e. cummings
my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex-ecute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.
-e.e. cummings
