Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Placid Tones






My dreams taste of espresso shots, take shapes of anagramed haiku, geometric contemporaneity, misty lakescapes through the wrong end of a telescope, the beguiling cerulean details of a butterfly wing under a begrimed pane.

Picture: Still from Wong Kar-wai's Chungking Express (I've almost forgot how much I used to love his films)

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