Landscape April 9, 2015 8:51:58 PM – 8:54:04 PM

The ladder up to the sentence: I was the one who called the police. Reading for nothingness. Afterwards we lay across ice-age mountain ranges, across creased sheets, across a secret hesitation in the origins of diamonds. The woods reached the desert that reached the Earth that reached the eyes like a light clarity.

Back then we were slacking while the days passed between the nights. Notes. Descriptions.