"...whether the sun will fall in the evening,
will he remember the lesson of giving?

set the controls for the heart of the sun."


so. here i go.
...

...because i'm drained, trying to be both.



edit on 07/27:

but it's all because i didn't know any better...

and everything's gonna be better. from now on.

...then i woke up to this
on a least likely NYC morning
up and got me some coffee --black
with no milk
with no sugar
sure, would have been tasteless
on any other morning but,
just not on this one.
cause maybe it's the way you smell
and all things southern about you,
that charm i never believed in before
in those things from the south
and especially in a very particular one.
but maybe it's your blind courage,
your rather restless persistence
to conquer these landscapes
roaming with all things subterranean and mystical,
unapproachable,
unreachable,
intangible.
or it could be your desire
fierce enough to take on a girl
enveloped in all things dark and inexplicable,
composed of a language
unknown to men
and to their manly hearts,
and try to untangle all the fine hairs
she holds in her mind,
morse coded, sealed, then morse coded again,
one
by
one.

gozlerimi acsam da hep gunduze,
aksamustlerinin golgesi dusuyor uzerime
ve sigaranin tadi kaciyor agirliginca,
inceldigince..
ancak kopmuyor;
kopmuyor bu dumandan dugum,
her nefesimde biraz daha karisiyor;
icim,
disim,
bir de yuzun.


-/-/-

...to me!