Tom GellieBig Picture Skiing Pty Ltd · Coach/Director

Solitude Paradise

30 Jan 2010 · 2 min

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Two speakers trade darkly poetic monologues about decay and despair, with one delivering fragmented images of burning skin and broken glass before the other responds with sarcasm, calling it paradise and suggesting yoga.

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withered and doubt and the streets drip with sin Drip all around so I can begin again. To propose But not in a way you would like. Suffered enough. As the dark burns my skin upon the ground, all cradled in glass, broken but tough. I jump in a hole deep within. Step it up, step it up, 'cause I am Bro's ski is stuck up.
Fuck. There somewhere. This must be just like living in paradise, eh? Yep, downward dog. Get some downward dog.