Friday 18 May 2012

Day of a dead man


Ian Curtis 15.7.1956 – 18.5.1980
I wish I were a Warhol silk screen hanging on the wall. Or little Joe or maybe Lou. I'd love to be them all. All New York city's broken hearts and secrets would be mine. I'd put you on a movie reel, and that would be just fine.
Existence, well what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can.









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