Tag: b/w

… and ask about, and ask about, …
… until he understood it perfectly
There was a lot of green and growing matter
I was staring wild-eyed back at myself
She hadn’t realized that sugar eased grief
The shuttle won’t be back until tomorrow
The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor
Raised bricks formed diamand-shape decorative motifs
I am amazed sometimes to think how old I am
Anything that happens after this party breaks up is nothing
She buttoned her coat and left the drugstore
Everybody needs a pile of newspapers
The ping of desire that surfaced along with his whisper
Daylight slants like a razor cutting the buildings in half
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
Also summt er dem Mädchen in Gedanken ein Schlaflied
Come, let’s make haste; she’ll soon be back again
How could a bouquet of flowers be that much?
Ares always reemerges from the chaos
A big slap of memory floats up to the surface
A man with a phone clamped between his ear and his shoulder
The man in the backseat has a very large head
The boulder is in place three days later
Trees do not naturally sprout from lakes
All he can do now is totally screw it up
A wild hollering noise reaches his ears through the open window
He hangs around and makes a nuisance of himself
I think we should form a secret conspiracy
I can provide secure lines of communication
They don’t shoot him, but they don’t let him in
He tries to get up on his elbows to look
A diver comes up with a piece of actual gold
The grand wazir glares at each one in turn
It must be around midnight when the sharks come
I’d rather stub out cigarettes on my tongue than go shopping
OHOE OEYN KBTJ
There was perfect silence from the other men
Turing figured out something entirely different
Later they emerge from the clouds again
Riemann Zeta function again. That thing pops up everywhere
Don’t talk to the Dentist. Ever. Not about anything
The people come awake and begin to burn coal
Now he is thinking of shaving his beard off
How far are we from Manila?
A bamboo grove, all chopped down
I said that in my youth I had been a rebel
I have a mission of immense importance