I want that. I want that awful intense and serious unhappiness, cos then I might feel better, and then I might be happy.
David ThewlisMots clés happiness sadness death
I walk to Oxford Street and climb on the number 8. It's freezing and it starts to rain and it's the ugliest bus I've ever seen, rattling down the ugliest streets, in the ugliest city, in the ugliest country, in the ugliest of all possible worlds.
David ThewlisI feel like I'm in a film about a struggling artist who keeps getting up at all hours of the night to look at his big, blank empty canvas. And in a way I am. Except that i'm not struggling. I'm Hector Kipling. I might be getting up at all hours of the night to look at my big, blank, empty canvas, but I am not fucking struggling.
David ThewlisMots clés art
He'd been let down so often
His brow was on the floor
But then they found
A small hole in the ground
And let him down some more
Mots clés poetry david-thewlis descent
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