once was good another half: right twice, too much— not never again, but on to something new…
What I’m Listening To:
Frogmarching us home to a bed made of tears Kris Kristofferson walks by kicking a can In a shirt he hasn’t washed for years Hop inside my coat Hop inside my coat
i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....