sugar rush yellow car parked outside flag pretty last day of summer the brain kid with its parent book selection some writer in golden house...
the machine breathes its sulfur another friday has sifted through the strait. song, at the door waiting for my virgin soldier pianist
Test of Time - an old portrait - Today Jeremy came in. He goes back. You can tell. Hullo, he said. He didn’t look like he had too much of...
Weed is a black hole. It was my birthday last week. Last Friday. So, I finally found out that there was one club open for day dancing, and I went...
Summary : Volakedisy, when I was still a biznismen, you and me were friends. Maybe ALL of us can one day be friends (again) ? Preco nie....
And many thanks for the Feature. Just seeing this now. What a life this is events rushing by like waters in a manageable rapid :)
Ooh. Gonna go look into Larry Eigner's writing. Many thanks, Jay
Everybody's getting cats and dogs they talk to them Outside I still see trees stand out days are slow
Stopping to drink, in this day and age, fucks a man up. Nothing comes. I want to write but this is all I have to express. I more or less quit...
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