...the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life...

Friday, November 18, 2016

Russell Edson

On the other side of the mirror there's an inverse world, where the insane go sane; where bones climb out of the earth and recede to the first slime of love.  
And in the evening the sun is just rising. 
Lovers cry because they are a day younger, and soon childhood robs them of their pleasure.  
In such a world there is much sadness which, of course, is joy...

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