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myelegia:

There was this distance left to travel,
where all the roads had ended,
or turned back upon themselves,
and you said, from here
we are the wilderness,
it swallows us,
you must be willing
to become,
untamed again.

That, you said,
heart beating
in your palm, your wrist,
is the distance
that still remains.

Jim Kazanjian received his MFA from the Art Center College of Design in ‘92. His BFA was completed at the Kansas City Art Institute in ‘90. He has worked professionally as a commercial CGI artist for the past 18 years in television and game production. Various clients he has collaborated with include: Nike, Adidas, NBC, CBS, HBO, NASA, HP, Intel and others. He currently lives in Portland, Oregon.  

 http://soundcloud.com/de-stijl/the-kills-murdermile 

The Kills - Murdermile

 This ain’t murdermile
That’s just the way I smile
You’re like hot oil
Got your roots down in a fire
Spitting shit like a tire
Got your foot down and your mind down
To it’s last little wire
Come on! Come on!

It’s a train wreck
You got me on the wrong track, honey
It’s a train wreck
You got me on the wrong track, honey
It’s piling up one by one
It’s piling up one by one

You look bluer, do your do or die
But I ain’t pull or push that pin in your side
A body split in two doesn’t know how to sleep
A body split in two doesn’t know how to sleep
You’re standing on your head, while you’re standing on your feet
A body split in two doesn’t know how to sleep

It’s a train wreck
You got me on the wrong track, honey
It’s a train wreck
You got me on the wrong track, honey
It’s piling up one by one
It’s piling up one by one
It’s piling up one by one… 

misst-pix:

shadowy tyre tracks #bw #sydney #australia (Taken with Instagram at The Skid Spot)

myelegia:

The ragged end,
an incomplete story,
the long shadow
of someone else’s dream

We hold these memories
As bulwark against
The harsh insistence
The relentless inevitabilities

What shall I pass
To you,
That will not fade,
Crumble,
And decay?