October 15 2012

Spots. And the sound of feeling it, when you're keeping the dial tuned to the station. Anybody in the bath, late at night, alone, is knowing what I mean, sometimes. When you hear the reverb of the reverb. Listening, you're looking here, you're looking there, without focusing so much on that. 

And you feel you're breathing, as if watching yourself sleep. Then you see the letters standing there like people you are drawing on the wall. And you hear your own attention coming up the stairs, going down the stairs.