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21 June 2010
08 June 2010
I come back knackered tonight. Tuesday evening is sepia-toned.
I am the defeated, drained collier of a Balzac novel.
I am the defeated, drained collier of a Balzac novel.
I avoid thinking (the cunning ploy of the middle-aged man to forget).
Feels like I was carrying the world on my shoulder and dropped the bloody thing.
It lies under my back, shattered.
It lies under my back, shattered.
I take my camera. I shoot my face in the twilight of an Anglepoise lamp.
The mind leaks somewhere. Pieces of me are scattered on the bed.
I have this new lens: a 50 mm 1.8 eye of magic glass:
it has the ability of finding where the soul nestles. 04 June 2010
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