Thursday

Convent-bred boy



When I was ten, I had 20 fingers.
It took awhile to cut them, but now I want to grow them back.


J.J.T, Johannes, Frédéric, Ludwig... wherever you are guys, let's have a smorgasbord one of these cold winter nights. Maybe my fingers can only hold a cigarette now, but damn, I miss my piano face.

1 comment(s):

Ralph said...

I can still remember you from 4th grade playing Fur Elise.