To be on an island inhabited by artificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares, — to be in love with one of those images was worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps we always want the person we love to have the existence of a ghost).
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what took you too out of language with a gesture that you let happen like the dance of two words of just autumn and silk and nothingness
Paul Celan
INSTAGRAM
BANDCAMP
YOUTUBE