it's hard to talk with wolf teeth.

for the hard times:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CX-24Zm0bjk

Berdache, Kent Monkman.

http://kentmonkman.com/main.php

 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kent_Monkman

 

as close to disco.

 

"Hey, what's the matter man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you.
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to"

polar opposites only attract more attention

*not all connections are at all relevant. at all.

hasn't lived. to have the emotions, memories i do-

 

and when the cold sinks in i remember the day at mont st. michel when i was so hot and bothered. loose limbed and heavy lid eyes.

Hubris. I blame Rock and Roll for all of this.

'My Lolita had a way of raising her bent left knee at the ample and springy start of the service cycle when there would develop and hang in the sun for a second a vital web of balance between toed foot, pristine armpit, burnished arm and far flung-back racket, as she smiled up with gleaming teeth at the small globe suspended so high in the zenith of the powerful and graceful cosmos she had created for the express purpose of falling upon it with a clean resounding crack of her golden whip.' 

'Lolita has no moral in tow.'

- Vladimir Nabokov