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.....
Sunday, June 27, 2004
Interlude: Indigo
Saturday afternoon I tell Mike that I have to leave and go to the House of worhip.
"You never know who you're gonna meet there." He tells me.
Thank you thank you thank you... so sweet to talk from the House of Worship!!!!!!!!!!!
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