"someone is ringing a bell, it chimes through this shimmering shell, that once was my vision of birth, now is my vessel and curse, heat from the tall lamp, melting the outer wax that holds blood from a deep cut, some of the reddest stuff to flow"
Monday, December 23, 2013
James Vincent McMorrow
James Vincent McMorrow - Red Dust
"someone is ringing a bell, it chimes through this shimmering shell, that once was my vision of birth, now is my vessel and curse, heat from the tall lamp, melting the outer wax that holds blood from a deep cut, some of the reddest stuff to flow"
"someone is ringing a bell, it chimes through this shimmering shell, that once was my vision of birth, now is my vessel and curse, heat from the tall lamp, melting the outer wax that holds blood from a deep cut, some of the reddest stuff to flow"
