Melancholia… And Fromistcy


“Reading in the cafe, in the cold afternoon, I came across Magic Square once again.

The thoughts of history rushes at me, I am engulfed by its darkness, once again.

This image, is far too intimate. Those who know… may never know.

I sleep, I sleep, I sleep…” – Fromistcy

Published in: on 20/06/2012 at 6:31 PM  Leave a Comment  

Negative Five…

The morning frost, staring into me. Succumbed to her possession I sense the travellers near some distance rushing by, like a tsunami, in the flooding rivers of the deep rain. It’s lovely.

Published in: on 20/06/2012 at 4:37 PM  Leave a Comment