I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
April 26, 2011
knew it was you and kept writing anyway , tbe sway of words in some arcane algorithmic geometry that knows which way your breathing spins shapes and what colors you paint in tbe dark with...worked insane amount of hours(physical as well as mental) 3 shifts in34 hours ...blah blah blah...stupid monkey that I be shiny light bright spite crucify me..dr seuss caught came on the ride spinning spinning words congeal reveal thin skin wins long doors and small treasures sealed
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