10.17.2013 at 2:07 PM
0 comments (+)
"I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn't, not really.
Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it.
I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea.
Because it's the halves that halve you in half. I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me. "
These days I wonder what do we really know?
Labels: Photo Diary
