mindgallery
i’ve always wanted to become
like that but then the
monster
eats you up and you wish
you had never taken
a drink from that
fountain
*
We we’re very
steeped
in song
craft
but just a
fucking
mess
of april’s
spring
*
and like a lighthouse
without a
lamp
in the damp
dark air it
felt
like we were
barely
there some
times
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I’m currently reading Joe Brainard’s I Remember (which is a wonderful trip back in time, highly recommended) and I feel like there’s a language and sentimental connection between Brainard and mindgallery. Their writings represents different time periods in history but there’s an essence of simplicity that both share.
