january: the month the heavy sky fell

:: functions the simple eye serves ::

01.22.06:
oh my sister, i want your cheeks to hold their luster. i am too tired to give you justice & you are so underused. so here are the arms to lie in & the eyes to drink in the face of my living. hold me away & you will find me.

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01.20.06:
just feeling around sketches.

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01.19.06:
pages from a very late book that needs a new name...

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01.18.06:
illustrations for insectoid advertising...

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01.14.06:
another wordless night.

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01.13.06:
when it is trodden on a worm will curl up. that is prudent. it thereby reduces the chance of being trodden on again. - nietzsche

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01.13.06:
john lowry is not real. neither am i.

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i wish i was a crab. seeking through the hot sand.

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01.09.06:
it's really an empty day.

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/ back to december /

/ back to the home hive /