KEATS WAS RIGHT
Locom towns rattle the boy and ball with
smells of dampening death
bedded in looms of wool
woven through her cat's eyes on the roadway.
In so much,
his tableau of pills lined up in a row
grasped frequently under tonight's pillow summon
ballet-esque the weight waters
to wash like slew through
the chips of his tooth
until he realised Keats was right,
'A thing of beauty is a joy forever,
it will never pass into nothingness'.
Locom towns rattle the boy and ball with
smells of dampening death
bedded in looms of wool
woven through her cat's eyes on the roadway.
In so much,
his tableau of pills lined up in a row
grasped frequently under tonight's pillow summon
ballet-esque the weight waters
to wash like slew through
the chips of his tooth
until he realised Keats was right,
'A thing of beauty is a joy forever,
it will never pass into nothingness'.
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If you have time, you should drive from San Fran to Seattle. Northern California and Oregon are unbelievably fucking gorgeous and you can stop in Portland.
The PDX is way more fun than Seattle.
Huh.
I'm going back to New York in two weeks.