Anxious tired of lonliness
Broken tire of maybe-tomorrows
and Justice of what-they-are's
S'ohwell, agin with the rap... Not wrapping anything too neatly. Fuzzy fringed tinklings, inklings of nonend. What else should I write? Rightly, my coniunctionis process is in misalignment. Here or not here, here or not here? Cuz what the shit is location or time but one...one approaching infinity.
Such inane philologies obscure my scribbling--er, tapping. I hope word-songs come this week, easily fit for composition. Lost some gigs, so I'd like to make up for performance with creation. Sloth is afoot, but routine of not is losing to activity and productivity, especially after starting work again Wednesday.
"Get away from house and people in it," Master of the Lil' Left Brainery said in the early hours this morn. For once, I think I'll believe him.
Broken tire of maybe-tomorrows
and Justice of what-they-are's
S'ohwell, agin with the rap... Not wrapping anything too neatly. Fuzzy fringed tinklings, inklings of nonend. What else should I write? Rightly, my coniunctionis process is in misalignment. Here or not here, here or not here? Cuz what the shit is location or time but one...one approaching infinity.
Such inane philologies obscure my scribbling--er, tapping. I hope word-songs come this week, easily fit for composition. Lost some gigs, so I'd like to make up for performance with creation. Sloth is afoot, but routine of not is losing to activity and productivity, especially after starting work again Wednesday.
"Get away from house and people in it," Master of the Lil' Left Brainery said in the early hours this morn. For once, I think I'll believe him.