It's the photos that do it. It's the words. They're the proof of the invisible.
Dom has a show, and Billy goes to it. Beecake plays, and Dom sings along from the back of the room.
Of course, Billy's in Glasgow for Dom's opening. Just as Dom's in LA when Beecake hits NYC.
It's just like it is in the photographs:

The attraction's there, and not. Visible: more distance than intimacy.
And Billy makes sure that Drowning in Blue isn't anything but a Beecake ballad.
But each of them feels it, all the time. The infrared, the undertow.
The trick is to hold steady.

The trick is to breathe.
Dom has a show, and Billy goes to it. Beecake plays, and Dom sings along from the back of the room.
Of course, Billy's in Glasgow for Dom's opening. Just as Dom's in LA when Beecake hits NYC.
It's just like it is in the photographs:
The attraction's there, and not. Visible: more distance than intimacy.
And Billy makes sure that Drowning in Blue isn't anything but a Beecake ballad.
But each of them feels it, all the time. The infrared, the undertow.
The trick is to hold steady.
The trick is to breathe.
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Date: 2010-06-02 05:27 am (UTC)The infrared, the undertow
oh, that's lovely. feels very rightish.
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Date: 2010-06-03 02:07 am (UTC)So much yes.
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Date: 2010-06-03 03:48 am (UTC)Bravo!
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Date: 2010-06-04 01:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-05 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-14 10:03 pm (UTC)What a perfect way to put it. This was really thoughtful, as is so much of what you write. <3