Wednesday, April 29, 2009

summertime and the wind is blowing outside

The cigarette ash flies in your eyes and you don't mind. You smile and say the world, it doesn't fit with you. I don't believe you. You're so serene. Careening through the universe. Your axis on a tilt. You're guiltless and free.

i needed that. seven days on a southeast tour.

i feel rested. and ready to take on my work again.

and my life.

i'm sort of excited. and quite content.

I go home to the coast. It starts to rain I paddle out on the water, alone. Taste the salt and taste the pain. I'm not thinking of you again.

... and I've never been so alive.

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