Saturday, May 22, 2010

bruise





Excerpt from Jack Kerouac's "Book of Dreams"

Digging graves in the yard, I've already dug my father's along the walk and the marks are still there but now (and also dug a woman's but didnt place her in) but I'm afraid I wont dig deep enough under the 3 feet of snow and now have to dig 2 for Jerry & Lola and say to two guys with me "Come Spring the snow melts you see elbows sticking out of the ground, gad what a thing to be buried in a black suit" and one of the guys suddenly tall looking at me in a black suit!
-Cold bony dream-




My wardrobe is not very colorful, but I would like to work in this greyish purple.



I like the idea of looking like a bruise.

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