Wednesday, October 11, 2017

20: Like voices and solitary genius in the workplace (seaside, e.g.) — amazing particles sleep it off in traffic, affecting hands up to the bridge lattice.
Inside nature’s face you’ll find warm things. All hues, charged, painted brilliant to the eye. Passion that’s stuffed-ish.

Antic intellectualism invades the host work. The work less false & the life, almost like master and mistress glimpsing it as it flew.