Because the errant button of yer reality is so much more than just a simple stage curtain, it is a passionate pergola of corporeal longing, a recital for every botched blessing that somehow, like your body creatively configured in hard-right geometrical angles of grace, is still to come.....
Friday, May 28, 2004
Did I mention....
I'm really pissed off that the computer gulped and swallowed my ten pages tuesday!!!!!!!!!!!!! The concourse has their thumbs planted on the tip of their nose, challenging me to prove myself as a writer and I become Anne Sexton overnight....ok, focus little tree, no more blog, back to work............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................NEED COFFEE....................................................................................................................................................................................
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