December 2011
3 posts
blue dress shirt x3 winter boots how (silently and very fast) you were running escaping the storm in the woods in the twilight, how you stumbled and made that salto mortale, how you were rolling down the mountainside through the deer shrubs, over the rocks and dusty grass, how you were pulling those spiny seeds out of your face and those burrs out of your hair like out of a dog’s coat laptop...
David Byrne — Great Western Road
“He died in Geneva, Switzerland, 19 August 1923, «among a menagerie of cats that...”
– http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vilfredo_Pareto