'you left more than a stain on my sheets'
a subconscious conversation, july 2014. 

the things you said, the things i said,
the things i wish you hadn’t and the things i wish i had;
extracted from our last conversations,
written with ruling pen on pieces of the sheet you ruined.

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“How beautiful it is here, to be sure, but how difficult to paint! I can see what I want to do quite clearly but I’m not there yet. It’s so clear and pure in its pinks and blues that the slightest misjudged stroke looks like a smear of dirt.”
Morning at Antibes, Claude Monet

How beautiful it is here, to be sure, but how difficult to paint! I can see what I want to do quite clearly but I’m not there yet. It’s so clear and pure in its pinks and blues that the slightest misjudged stroke looks like a smear of dirt.”

Morning at Antibes, Claude Monet

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