Monday, February 11, 2008

1848.

The crescent moon, weighted downward, or the hand of God reaching down toward us, only the curved end of a single fingernail visible in the night sky.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

“Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.” Allen Ginsberg (American poet, 1926-1997)

ed said...

by the beginning of happy hour on valentines day their eyes were bloodshot.