This is not for you.



dance ballads appropriate for funerals

a spirited two step

and your mother says stop that drinking

slouched in the chair and head bent backwards noticing the cracking paint on the windowsill / not yet

Antonio López Garcia, Estudio con tres puertas (1969-1970)

Antonio López Garcia, Estudio con tres puertas (1969-1970)


tongue fissures 


tongue fissures 

(Source: nacktkatze)

A train went through a burial gate,

A bird broke forth and sang,

And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat

Till all the churchyard rang;

And then adjusted his little notes,

And bowed and sang again.

Doubtless, he thought it meet of him

To say good-by to men.


Too happy Time dissolves itself

And leaves no remnant by -

‘Tis Anguish not a Feather hath

Or too much weight to fly -

— Emily Dickinson, poems 1761 & 1774