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want to be wanted
a lil bit in love
𝙾𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎, 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 (𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟷)
Le Bonheur, Agnès Varda, 1965
please stop using bake as a goddamn noun
a poem about a dream I had once:
the miles between
have me grieving
you’ve sliced my hand open
being so far away and always in my mind
can’t we just all have a dinner party together?
we’re in a movie about two educated white couples who are mildly interesting because they attract personal drama and exude a quietly hip charm
we get together for dinner in a new york apartment
it’s autumn and we drink red wine out of wine glasses like intellectuals
and she wears thin, small, gold hoop earrings
her hair is thick and full of red highlights - chestnut, shoulder-length
she has a tinkling laugh and puts on a pair of glasses to read us a passage from a book of poetry
very literate, sweet, and polite
me and mine try not to be so crude i guess
we laugh and eat too much bread and sit on the carpet
and it’s definitely your apartment
well decorated
any mess reigned in by the lady of the house?
i don’t know her all that well,
just that she reminds me of moscato or maybe riesling
and the color of fall leaves
she could turn us all into adults
and we could take turns briefly staring at each other
and it wouldn’t matter
because we’d have left that part of ourselves somewhere else
keep waking up from shallow sleep every twenty minutes or so screaming... ugh
Andrei Tarkovsky, Polaroid from the Book Instant Light
Delaroche’s Martyr Floating in a Cyberspace Dream
Detail : Spring Scattering Stars, 1927, by Edwin Blashfield.
The Kiss - Egon Schiele 1915
Austrian 1890-1918
Details : A Walk at Dusk, ca. 1830-35, Caspar David Friedrich
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Rene Magritte, La Prophetie, 1900s
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