franchino again
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
some sounds attach themselves to a year before the year is even finished. #
Franchino tonight. I already know that years from now, if somebody plays me the right voice over the right kind of record, 2003 is going to appear immediately. Not a specific night. The whole thing. Blue tops, blonde hair, Yuri, late trains, cigarette smell in my hair, MSN after coming home, school ending, summer, all of it compressed into sound.
Music is unfairly efficient memory.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.