22 November, 2006





new year, 1994. in some dump. somewhere. freezing. i watched "short cuts" indifferent to the seconds ticking by that would drag me, reluctantly into a new year. and why would i have noticed or cared. i had this, perhaps the definitive vision, of what i cannot even farthom, (humanity, perhaps). raw. cruel. real. heartless. it left me with the indelible memory i have carried with me since then. much imitated. but to no avail. no one had his touch. few his vision.

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