December 2009
69 posts
Once upon a midnight dreary, while
I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a...
– Edgar Alan Poe - The Raven
She is standing on my eyelids
And her hair is in my hair
She has the color of...
– Lady Love - Paul Éluard
I had to, like, open the bruise up and let some of the bruise blood come out to...
– Steve Reich - Come Out
Spoonful Blues
(spoken: I’m about to go to jail about this spoonful)
In...
– Charlie Patton - Spoonful Blues