MISS U

Everyone is sleeping-- in bodies, on beds, on couches, nestled together or sprawled out alone. I got up in the night and took a still picture of you sleeping. The flash went off in my hands, bleaching the room. I saw your face lit up, pressed half dead in the pillow. I saw your tawny blonde lashes interlocked.

& I'LL PROBABLY DIE THIS WAY

WE HAD A SHOW AT OUR PLACE LAST WEEK CALLED I HAD TO CRUCIFY SOMEBODY TODAY- AND I TOOK A ZILLION PIX, BUT HERE ARE JUST A FEW FOR NOW, SHOWING A PEICE BY ALICIA NAUTA (WHICH LOOKED INSANELY BEAUTIFUL IN THE MORNING WHEN IT WAS BACKLIT), AND A SET FROM AWESOME TAPES FROM AFRICA (WHICH WAS SO FUCKING GOOD- WHY DON'T WE PLAY THIS KIND OF MUSIC EVERY SECOND OUR MEAGER LIVES?). CHECK IT OUT/MORE SOON

Thank D

IT'S WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED

I'M STILL SORRY

this cave is for you too ok