The Travels and Rants Journal

I am a lonely painter. I live in a box of paints.

Tuesday, 25 March, 2008

Cure

Cheer up, honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words…
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable

-Wilco, “Radio Cure”

Burl

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