"you had such vision of the street,
as the street hardly understands"
--T.S. Eliot--
Monday, May 09, 2011
rest
coughing horribly and constantly throughout today and the weekend made me wish for the simple pleasures of not expelling air with sounds, before i was struck with this discomfort. i'm weakened, debilitated, flushed.
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