“we have art in order not to die of the truth.”
— friedrich nietzsche
Feb
1st
Fri
1st
there will be a day
much like this,
only in some small way
infinitely different
when I will tell you.
and you may once again
fail to listen.
like a cold wind
my voice will rush
through you and i will
safely cease to care.
much like this,
only in some small way
infinitely different
when I will tell you.
and you may once again
fail to listen.
like a cold wind
my voice will rush
through you and i will
safely cease to care.
— confidence, january 2008
