Traipsing from brilliant to banal and back again, from the elusive non-space of identity's pre-dawn and back to you, "Who Is It?" is slight, but a sea-change. Ok, maybe not slight, but brief. It's a game of peek-a-boo where Byrne is the baby and we find out a) it's your face behind the hands, and b) his love is dangerous.
Who is it? You. What is it? An owl.
You're an owl.
Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
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