Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Nocturne in Black and Gold: The Falling Rocket. To fling paint in your face and ask for money. A nocturne - a painting of the night. A screaming comes across the sky. It has happened before but there is nothing to compare it to now. It is too late. There are no lights inside the cars - no light anywhere. Above him lift girders old as an iron queen... The painting is in Detroit. Tiorted. The painting has been Distiorted. There are no lights inside the cars. No street lights. No light anywhere. A nocturne in Detroit. A nocturne in Detroit. The painting of the night, a night scene. Well, why is Finnegans Wake so confusing?
Doesn't a lot of it happen at night?
Isn't the night confusing?
It is dark - no sight.
A nocturne is confusing, unless a falling rocket lights.

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