—Opera II
The Durutti Column - Opera II, from Vini Reilly
—Opera II
The Durutti Column - Opera II, from Vini Reilly
where dose man ray eyes
cmon baby don’t forget
me i never conned u
just wanna feel
ya
just missin ya babe
aint on no mission but the present coaster of dust wheelin, head back browned neck, falling asleep at the wheel then seein im not even at the wheel, its you, im
just next to you, looking at you but your eyes are on the road and i can only see the sides
i can only see the sides of your eyes
the integrity of the brand is threatened at all junctures where the potential insertion of the brand is overlooked.
i got some new measuring tools, for making things exact
the birds are singing
it’s getting dark
i am riding through
the wet green park
Richters Glasscheiben appeared in a recent dream, dividing two apartments at the very top of a building. There were only two floors - the ground floor, where I entered and began climbing the stairs; and the floor where you and this other lived. The structure was rectangular but clearly comparable to a lighthouse in its ordering of space.
every word arrangement is the birth of a heavy block of color.
every green plant behind glass is a call to dissolution.
half bottles, thirds of bottles, split lengthwise and drawn as a state of one’s mind
Bene Rohlmann, from “Einsichten”