Fuck this world of want. On screens, magazines and all staged scenes, shrill shrieking all attention seeking: The world keeps turning and the world keeps talking, until the end of my discourse. And then it doesn't. The world turns until it doesn't and then perhaps it never. Perhaps it never and was it really ever.
TAGS
Hindsight, City, Perplexed, Worlds
MUSIC
We didn't start the fire, Billy Joel 1989
Did You Know Him? Michael Andrews 2000
LINKS
URI
judas1.com/screens