A voice says ‘Cry out.’
And I say ‘what shall I cry?’
The current song on repeat in my head.
Feedback on this one would be greatly appreciated. Its a bit of an experiment with some new stuff!
…You tossed a blanket from the bed,
You lay upon your back, and waited;
You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted…
'Preludes,' T.S. Eliot (Prufrock, 1917)
Why. Because Eliot, that’s why.
Really inspirational music, piece called ‘Alviverde’ by Jun Miyake, video from the film ‘Pina.’
Get’s me in my zaoowwwn.