"...i meet myself too often
angled so there's no one
right side up just upside down"
@carlasarett.bsky.social captures perfectly the woozy sense of disorientation that David Lynch, RIP, always brought us (and which we always savoured).
angled so there's no one
right side up just upside down"
@carlasarett.bsky.social captures perfectly the woozy sense of disorientation that David Lynch, RIP, always brought us (and which we always savoured).
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Carla Sarett
Delighted to have my David Lynch poem, Lost Highway, in this wonderful Lynch tribute from New Verse Review:
newversereview.substack.com/p/a-diner-fo...
newversereview.substack.com/p/a-diner-fo...
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