October 23, 2000 | |
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Trouble, trouble grabbing on to anything but brown.
I used to say "No more brown clothes." Brown affected me like dust, an old apartment, bug wing brown, medium brown. Brown infected green with mud and yellow with an antique glaze. November coming monochromes those stalks stunned bitter brown with cold. Slick brown. Off spectrum. I'm brown cured now. How? both sugar and smoke. Brown stayed up all night with me. Brown of eyebrows, mug brown, shelter brown. Brown with dimension, furry brown, brown brushed up, then brushed down. The brown of the encounter, the chocolat, the velvet curtained pool, the shadows past the box. Browntown. Hug you brown, nestle brown, Mexican monochrome, Remedios's frottages, compost brown, silt brown, soil brown, dead leaves happy to lie down, decay, I am definitely brown. |