Monday, January 16, 2012

Sleepy Hollow

"A place to run to, it's colder now. And in the same breath, we argue." 
Feeling the gravity of old and abandoned places filling your lungs. The crunch of frostbitten mud and Frost himself, walking through these very woods on a winter evening. He must have felt it. The same peace of mind. The same pull of buried bones that never seemed quite so near to the surface.
"It must be a sign of closeness, I guess."



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