Thursday, August 10, 2017

From torpor to tango.



Footnote torsion.

A death. 

A drive.

A shudder.

A stride.

A fleeting meeting...of signs.

A glance.

A stroke.

A step.

A glide

A presence, an absinthe of minds.

A part.

A writ.

writhes.

Torpor Footnotes

It's that time of the year when I turn off.  

It was this time of the year the phone turned off...

Well drowned actually



Dead.

Done for.

One damn tweet leads to another.





An app.

"Hyperspektiv."

A scene from Moulin Rouge.

Played.

Repetitively.

Awake.

Two in the morning.

TANGO.