söndag 18 november 2012

faithless


One day everything is going to fall
Tumble down in your face
There will be no one left to call. 

dancing in the shadows, running out of time
breath in the darkness of your devious life
The night is upon you, so hold him tight

Lullaby to sleep with a tender, hollow smile
Sometime soon you will wake 
The day will be dark and your life will be vile

Images by Cindy Sherman

lördag 17 november 2012

Endymion



Me and Luke


Walking down Brick Lane

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever 
Its lovliness increases; it will never 
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep 
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep 
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. 
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing 
A flowery band to bind us to the earth, 
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth 
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days, 
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways 
...  John Keats