this is so fucking good it makes my head hurt. in the future when they look back on art in the age of Nothing Fucking Matters Anymore (And Then The World Ended), this should be page 1 as to how artists responded

I wanted to be sure to reach you;
though my ship was on the way it got caught
in some moorings. I am always tying up
and then deciding to depart. In storms and
at sunset, with the metallic coils of the tide
around my fathomless arms, I am unable
to understand the forms of my vanity
or I am hard alee with my Polish rudder
in my hand and the sun sinking. To
you I offer my hull and the tattered cordage
of my will. The terrible channels where
the wind drives me against the brown lips
of the reeds are not all behind me. Yet
I trust the sanity of my vessel; and
if it sinks, it may well be in answer
to the reasoning of the eternal voices,
the waves which have kept me from reaching you.

—Frank O’Hara, from Meditations In An Emergency

Prisoners Prisoners Prisoners Prisoners

2013. Directed by Denis Villeneuve. Written by Aaron Guzikowski.

better oblivion community center on repeat; interrupted occasionally by Bandana and Panorama, and finally getting in to Neil Young. all over the place with sound these days, and I miss my guitar.

what a crazy amazing family (liz is the niece of the late, great vic chesnutt) / this was wonderful as the credits rolled in Museum Hours