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.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Percent Daily Values Are Based On A 2,000 Calorie Diet...
I hate feeling nostalgic. I remember when I was younger, and I didn’t hate nostalgia so much. Man...those were the days.
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