cancel all operations tell your friends to cool it hey lady meet my mum and dad you’re a strange aberration in this land of potted plants and box-like houses where the girls like mouses breathe a long sigh of resignation you resign yourself to keep on growing like the seeds you’re sowing you’re a strange apparition in this land of grammar schools and gala days the ladies set in their ways you had a long conversation with the kid next door he’s a little slow but in your favor it shows cancel all operations tell your friends to move out to the sticks
This is what I mean when I said that we knew the hussar. It only applied to this first sighting. The love that followed was an echo, just as all our love is basically a continued search for the fading echo of a call of secret recognition.
—An Ermine In Czernopol - Gregor von Rezzori
for christine <3
Even in my dreams, our house was in ruins.