And my life went to pieces, like a love letter in the rain.
Will Christopher Baer
The digital sunset always looks better than the real thing, always. Because a sunset generated by the basic package of yellow sun and blue sky is unreliable. Today it may be stunning, hypnotic. Tomorrow it may be lifeless and dull, a white sky scorched with yellow. Tomorrow the sky will be velvet.
literature surreal
Which do you prefer, she says. Sex or Violence?I try to smile. What's the difference, really.
violence sex indifference
I am so stupid, so easily fooled. It's really almost funny. If I could lift a finger I would gladly kill myself.
funny humor stupidity suicide
Disappear, she says. I love that word.
words
And who do you believe?I don't believe anyone.
doubt skepticism
Do you want to be famous?NoThere's something wrong with you, she says.
fame avoidance
I have saved no one but myself and now I watch for the other universe to unravel in my skull, for the sky to become my own skin and fill with stars.
surreal
imagery simile
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