Thursday, December 06, 2007
In real time
Sometimes I wanna make a movie about a man who holds his world together like he holds his breath, and sometimes I wanna be the person who lines music cases with velvet before an instrument takes up residency there. Sometimes I feel a pain so deep because I can't play a horn or read a note, and sometimes I wanna sit on a beach with just my feet, the rest of me waiting back at home. Sometimes I wanna save the world and sometimes I just wanna be a pillowcase. Sometimes I wanna have passionate sex with someone who drives me wild, and sometimes I just wanna curl up next to a person I love, sleep ten hours and wake up smiling.
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