RDP Friday: KOOKY
Day (Le Jour), from the series, Dreams (Songes), plate VI
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My foundation is cracked
my joints are failing
the windows to my soul are growing weak and dim
sometimes when people look at me, they draw back and walk around me
some of them make the sign of the cross, or whisper to their God to help them move
faster along their way.
Do you know that they are smart and sensible?
I’m a living, breathing haunted house
who takes the train to work everyday
and faithfully walks her dog, even in the rain and the snow
because he loves it.
Umberto Boccioni, Dynamism of a Woman’s Head
