Tag: tree

And say which grain will grow and which will not
The scorpion was black with a purple shine
It was almost as if the child was waiting for something to happen
He was always sure that his mother was alive
She looked at him and nodded cheerfully
As the year went on, and spring gave way to summer
The house had a smell of damp and old cooking
How was I supposed to know the story wasn’t original?
Can you tell me a bedtime story?
To strive, to seek, …
… to find, and not to yield
We decided to see if we could make ourselves motionless
I slept most of the afternoon and woke up feeling terrible
People came here to hunt in the autumn
Thinking is a physical process that goes on in your nerve tissue
I was staring wild-eyed back at myself
A poisened silence floated through the rooms like a big fishnet
Halfway up the hill, he saw an elephant coming down
There used to be a big coconut grove here
An incense stick smoked below the images
You may not be ready for enlightenment
Ares always reemerges from the chaos
A big slap of memory floats up to the surface
The man in the backseat has a very large head
Turing figured out something entirely different
How far are we from Manila?
But he didn’t know who Kafka was
I said that in my youth I had been a rebel
I have a mission of immense importance
I am an artist of the unobserved life
Why don’t you tell me all about it?
Yes, tonight it is arranged that I will be morose
Relationships must deepen or die
We’ll probably never see each other again
His knuckles scraped the wall behind him
He felt her hand on his hip
It was nothing if not fanciful
We all have them in our lives
So quick bright things come to confusion
Me hope flavor last looooong time
The truck’s taillights flashed
No locksmith can open that door
Life forces enough final decisions on us
I know how to sing
This princess of pure white
And ears like errant wings
I don’t want lipstick
Now the hungry lion roars
You must be alive
I never thought of that