well, after only three days of classes this new semester, my brain trembles beneath its bone covering, fearing what hoop-tricks and trapeze-art i may cause it to do next, entirely seized by a desire to run from my suicidal scholasticism. i wonder if it will try to seep out my ears while i sleep, to catch a bus and join my heart where it is also residing apart from meLos Angeles.
these are going to be an interesting couple of months.
these are going to be an interesting couple of months.
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"come back to san francisco..
you need me like the winds needs
the trees to blow in
like the moon needs poetry
you need me."
my own experience is more like..
"my heart's running round like a chicken with its head cut off
all around the barnyard fallin' in and out of love
poor thing's blind as a bat fallin up fallin down fallin up..
who falls in love with a chicken with its head cut off"
Guess who I hung out with tonight?
Arthur Kroker
Marilouise Kroker
DJ Spooky