yes, here is
the spririt, the
hutzpah to stay
consistent. day two
and my blahg
is out of
control. watch
me write, click
and muse. recording
today with timmy.
maybe i could
post a video?
shows are coming
up and i
will be playing
soon. funny, el
rancho is coming
up on a
year's worth of
life. will be
playing their party
with other local
luminaries. hoorah. great.
have been reading
jorge luis borges,
a gift from
lawrence... he, borges,
has some great
stuff in there.
including a couple
poems titled, limits.
here's a taste:
I imagine, in the dawn, I hear a worn
murmur of multitudes, faltering, fading away.
They are everything that has loved me and forgotten;
Space, Time, and Borges now are leaving me.
take that, universe.
grimm
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