Ernesto Caivano. Digits and Pores, Petals and Philapores, 2009. Ink and graphite on paper, 9.5 x 6.25 Inches.
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"When it comes, you’ll be dreaming
that you don’t need to breathe;
that breathless silence is
the music of the dark
and it’s part of the rhythm
to vanish like a spark."
Wislawa Szymborska, who died.
6am run in the woods. Half-moon floating above the dawn-shaded mountain like an ill-formed naval simile,
Things making noises, my lungs surprised at sucking in cool air,
My left thigh hurts and I have ‘The Jitterbug’ stuck in my head.
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Why, what are you doing tonight? (Taken with instagram)
