Taste: watery tart, earthy sweet Touch: sticky, tacky fingers, traces of honey and jam Sight: a crisp, puckered, angular pouch containing a yellow jewel — ground cherries, Physalis pruinosa, husk tomato; the spider makes its home within the rearview mirror, spinning just ahead of the past, making a web of the road Smell: cilantro; basil Sound: the caution tape slides along the cement hissing; he is singing underwater Extra: "Given time you'll understand. What possesses me to right (write) what you have suffered. I'm in this mood because of scorn. I'm in a mood for total war," VNV Nation, "Darkangel," Empires ; "I read your mind. But it wasn't a very interesting read. The plot was contrived. And the characters were too consumed by need," Assemblage 23 , "Pages," Contempt
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