I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.
My fingers are Santa's little helpers.
My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments.
I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn.
Sisyphus, sweating uphill.
Bukowski,
scribbling away
in rooming houses.
A river always flowing.
I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Before I Forget...
I officially declare Wednesday, March 5th, "Kevynn Malone Day".
What does one do in recognition of this national holiday?
More details later...when I think up of something(s).
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