But, as in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.
— Edgar Allan Poe
stone me blood
to flickering credits
up on the bone wall
we were so young!
sober I’m not sure why I was crying
those ginger tears in the same wind
I turn off the lights & the mainframe
& bed my brain put warm & wander
Joy Division – Transmission (1979)
Peter Bies © 2011