Friday, November 6, 2009

cloud on my tongue

it isn’t as pretty as you’d like to guess
in your memory, you’re drunk on your awe to me
it doesn’t mean anything at all.

dear jeff mangum,

this fits. it fits more than i'd like to admit.

aeroplane is one of those records i want to share, but i like feeling like it's mine.

come out of your music hiding. you are too brilliant to not be out there counteracting all the crap out there today.

love, katharine.

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