December 2011
6 posts
So distinguished, with a powder that could entirely extinguish the sun.
A build that could force architects to their suicide, but at least they blue print their own disaster.
Tips and cliffs perfectly placed, suggesting an end to the negative space.
Any man could be convinced of God given such a view of such a landscape.
And there I is, pioneer, spying through a grand glass tube, smudged and...
and it’s nice enough to make a man weep, but I don’t weep, do you?