Message

Since we had changed
rogered spun worked
wept + pissed together
I wake up in the morning
with a dream in my eyes
but you are gone in NY
remembering me good
I love you I love you
and your brothers are crazy
I accept their drunk cases
It is too long that I have been alone
It's too long that I've sat up in bed
without anyone to touch on the knee,man
or woman I don't care what anymore,I
want love I was born for I want you with me now
Ocean liner boiling over the Atlantic
delicate steelwork of unfinished skyscapers
Back end of the diriglible roaring over Lakehurst
Six women dancing on a red stage naked
The leaves are green on all the trees in Paris now
I will be home in two months and look you in the eyes.
~Allen Ginsberg

There's a bridge between us...

I like this photo- it's so busy yet controlled. does that make sense?
i enjoy this clicking of the buttons. i have so much film to get developed but i am waiting until i go home where i know it won't be developed poorly. (well, less poorly than this shitty Rite Aid)