Two turtle doves will show thee
Where my cold ashes lie
And sadly murmuring tell thee
How in tears I did die
Two turtle doves will show thee
Where my cold ashes lie
And sadly murmuring tell thee
How in tears I did die
“I have become interested in languages which I cannot make up, which I cannot create or even create in: I have become interested in languages which I can only come up upon (as I disappear), a pirate upon buried treasure. The dreamer, the dreaming, the dream. I call these languages, languages of the body.”
Kathy Acker