Tag: Black

                                                           Twisted Vine in Black

With apologies to Bob Dylan, whose tangled tune was blue, not black.

Blue, black; it doesn’t matter really.

Tangled up-ness comes in any hue you like, as long as it is saturnine.

Any shape or form too, as long as it seems impossible to get through.

It mixes and matches to every sort of person quite nicely.

Think of it as Ikea for the dark night of the soul…