Gertrude Stein Remix - v.1

As read in class//

In the outside there is wiring, in the inside there is melting, in the open there is hardening, in the chair there is fleeting. In the chair there is fleeting. In fleeting rests nothing, in fleeting eyes are remaining, in eyes lies reality vague and alluding. All the eyes have attachments and all the birds have sickness and all the paintings have parents. This makes cold days longer.