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i spent the lousy winter forgetting you
and you still haven't disappeared
i see fragments of you in everything i do
i see you in the paintings i make
the poems i write
i hear you in the rain
i watch you move in the weeping willow tree
the birds are mocking me
they sing me a song i never can listen to
the leaves fall down
as my hope does
that i will ever really feel you again
the summer days are burning your last remnants out of my skin
at least i hope so
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MAKE ART
REMEMBER THAT TIME IS NOT A LADDER YOU HAVE TO CLIMB
YOUR BODY IS BUT A VESSEL FOR LOVE
SEEK DISCOMFORT
YOU ARE NOT YOUR SHAME
ANOTHER WORLD IS POSSIBLE
GO INTO THE WOODS AND LISTEN TO THE TREES. THEY SPEAK TO YOU
STAY KIND. IN SPITE IN SPITE IN SPITE
DISCOVER WHAT YOUR HANDS WERE MADE FOR
LOOK FOR GOD IN MONDAY MORNINGS AND CLOUDLESS SKIES
SHARE AS MANY ORANGES AS POSSIBLE
I LOVE YOU. THIS WILL CONTINUE TILL THE END OF TIME
LOVE AS CONSUMPTION, ABSORPTION, REFLECTION
(aka bones and all made me insane)
Donato Giancola: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep: The Lovers (detail), 2009
