Tag: b/w

It felt like I imagined it would
I’m really glad to be here
He wasn’t sure he wanted the job
That’s not how the brain works
He looked dignified, solid, confident. Like a chief executive
Eventually they’ll have a bad day
And everything would come together
That’s it. Do it without thinking
It feels like something was different out there
It’s as true now as it was almost a century ago
I guess I should be thankful
It’s usually not a problem
All it had to do was recall the quickest path to the chocolate
It isn’t always simple
Gone fishin’
Yet in general it is still safe
I move silently, and quickly
At this certain time of late morning
On the wall, pasted or pinned or tacked or printed
It has also a certain odor
And it stands before us, facing us
Beyond the house the dirt is blond and bare
He felt exceedingly hopeful
It’s the voice of a blond, fat, and craven rooster
Move on out into the open
Here I was on the porch, diddling around in a notebook
I do not understand nor try to deduce this, but I like it
Their hats and their shirts shedding light
The land sank quietly away toward woods which ran trendrils along it
Let us now praise famous men
Don’t be stubborn
I will do whatever you decide
How dazzling the world was. How strange.
Water running
Cover me with rocks
She was not at peace; quite the opposite
How could anybody rest?
You should get some rest
Should they stay or should they go?
I’ll let you know if anything happens
They didn’t speak of it
It’s like … it was all choreographed for me
We were trying to find ways not to be villains
We were looking for a moment
You and I are not so different
We had something to say to one another
I don’t want you to feel rejected
It’s the realest thing in the world
But what you don’t have, you’ll see, is pain
I don’t think I know you