I put in a movie and all I remember are the credits. Clean, Shaven, a truly creepy and beautifully shot film about mental illness. I'm gonna try it again after I've 'rested'.
I now have two poems in my new computer. Two. And they are saved in Google docs. Dreary and boring to admit this but I back up, like seeing a tsunami, you gotta back up, way up. To the top of something really tall, like a mountain.
I'm too tired to continue here. Off to beddy. It's dark so I can legitimately lie down. In my bed. My sweet soft delicious bed.
2 comments:
Hooray for you! Clean, Shaven is one of the few movies I own. The sound is a major character, the realness of it. And the beautiful Peter Greene his face his rendered face in that film. It's becoming really hard to find anywhere. Aiyeee!
love,
Rebecca
O Radish, it is gorgeous and wonderful. I woke up on the couch with the credit music playing over and over. Now I'm haunted.
XX B
Yes, Peter Greene in the shower and shaving and blood and his clear eyed understanding..
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