warhol self, 1977.
"I always thought I'd like my own tombstone to be blank. No epitaph, and no name.
Well, actually, I'd like it to say "figment."
everything fleeting, transient, temporary. we may stay, yet as pieces. those pieces may resonate, or they may not. i sometimes see you; i sometimes do not. a nagging feeling, the tip of my tongue. but you stay, oh you stay.