"here is the sound that photographs make
when i see them
when i hear them
i see regions of sharp precision
over abundance
over indulgence
tied together with rope and twine
stuck together with paste and glue
two old planks of knotty pine
a couple of nails that poke right through."

-dirty projectors and david bryne. knotty pine.

i held you accountable
for the letters i wrote you
but never delivered.
and if you can overlook
this mess i've created
i won't write you these letters
anymore.

unemployed summer. citrus house. september 2008.

minor debt is stressing me the fuck out.
not so minor anymore.

if you truly want to understand a man,
adopt an empathetical study of their fears.