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 7, 2011
tried in vain to go mobile yesterday...but to no avail...still a pail and bucket at a time...seems to me the wind rakes its fingers where a comb is needed anyway...see you tonight...
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