glistening_eyes_and_matt_finish_skies Photophobe I'm devouring everything in my sight, greedily drinking in every visual nutriet. But its an ugly day today, I'm sure. These are the days when I need something powerful - an image, a song, anything to set me off. I'm inspired before I've even come to it. But it never appears. I might as well be deaf and blind for all the beauty I'll find today. So I'll continue sketching compositions, singing old songs, writing old ideas, waiting for a subject to present itself. 020905 ... x god damnit, matt, have you finished those skies yet? 020905 ... three words it_may_be_you_must_learn glistening_eyes_and_matt_finish_skies separate_ends_of_a_single_thought 050305 ... camille flat line horizon stirs my waking thought bruised morning sky trace of winter's chill early spring day ends winters sentence evening clouds burst into flames 050305 what's it to you? who go blather from