Wednesday, August 3, 2011
constantly lapsing into oblivion
"I think how little we can hold in mind, how everything is constantly lapsing into oblivion with every extinguished life, how the world is, as it were, draining itself, in that the history of countless places and objects which themselves have no power or memory is never heard, never described or passed on."
"Austerlitz," W.G. Sebald
[Damen Avenue below Haddon Street]
- a man with a fin-tailed car
- a frenchman in chicago
- so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer h...
- slow as a cloud
- the hand holds no chalk
- a bicycle that glitters like the wind
- some specific something that's no longer required
- every time you watch a movie
- a perpetual setting forth
- days before the injury was expected
- a minor light, a cooling star
- constantly lapsing into oblivion
- figureless landscapes drenched in the light worked...
- no moon and the stars sparse
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