clay

i'm searching for time. a certain hunt, a certain spectacle. Just enough time to settle into a thought.
to move it around, to discover something of hope...

thinking that if the world were right. i would have time enough to write.
and play with clay

that desire absolute, to find time to explore abandon.
and abandonment
and bindings...

Posted by theorythis at August 31, 2004 09:34 AM