**still image from a 1966 film You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you've done something terr- ible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you're tired. You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and you're trying not to tell him that you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for. Someone had a party while you were sleeping but you weren't really sleeping, you were sick, and parts of you were burning, and you couldn't move. Perhaps the party was in your honor. You can't remem- ber. It seems the phone was ringing in the dream you were having but there's no proof. A dish in the sink that might be yours, some clothes on the floor that might belong to someone else. When was the last time you found yourself looking out of this window. Hey! This is a beautiful window! This is a beautiful view! 1 hose trees lined up like that, and the way the stars are spinning over them like that, spinning in the air like that, like wrenches. photograph cinema lighting --ar 2:1** - Image #1 <@1140359345591304192>
still image from a 1966 film Youre in a car with a beautiful boy, and he wont tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like youve done something terr ible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and youre tired. Youre in a car with a beautiful boy, and youre trying not to tell him that you love him, and youre trying to choke down the feeling, and youre trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like youve discovered something you dont even have a name for. Someone had a party while you were sleeping but you werent really sleeping, you were sick, and parts of you were burning, and you couldnt move. Perhaps the party was in your honor. You cant remem ber. It seems the phone was ringing in the dream you were having but theres no proof. A dish in the sink that might be yours, some clothes on the floor that might belong to someone else. When was the last time you found yourself looking out of this window. Hey This is a beautiful window This is a beautiful view 1 hose trees lined up like that, and the way the stars are spinning over them like that, spinning in the air like that, like wrenches. photograph cinema lighting