Tuesday, October 24, 2006
There's a fine soulful wind tonight which reminds me of a youth I spent in London hoarsely blowing great suspended spirals of toxic smoke over the black skin of the Thames as I sat, questioning.
Made a compilation tonight, from a folder on the desktop, but I have that clammy feeling in my trousers which means I'll feel wrong typing out the tracklist.
'Mountains move aside for me...'
Image by Bality.
Posted by wooodenelephant at 1:09 am