Thursday, May 10, 2007

She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight I said "Aren't you the woman who was recently given a fulbright?" She said, "don't I know you from the cinematographer's party?"
I said who am I to blow against the wind
...I know what I know...

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She comes back to tell me she's gone, as if I didn't know that, as if I didn't know my own bed
as if I'd never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead
she said losing love is like a window in your heart
everybody sees you're blown apart everybody sees the wind blow
yes yes that's how I feel it is
like you are a walking catastrophe. shipwreck. lionine abe in tender is the night
...Graceland...

paul simon

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