Wednesday, January 25, 2006
it always takes the first month to warm up
every time birth happens... death evens out
here comes the new year but it is almost february already
just started rehearsals for the next show
the rebirth of the Zeitgeist...
fernando arrabal's The Architect and the Emperor of Assyria
two person show with Chuck Reynolds and myself directed by John Jakary
it is immense and tremendous!
Wilson Pickett died
been getting closer and closer with my girl Nj
soon we'll be in rehearsals for The Diary of Anne Frank...
that is where we met last year... time flies by when you're the driver of a train
neither of us were ready for a relationship... but whoever is?
Chris Penn died
we've entered the late january string of b days
today-- jonathan schneider
tomorrow --wayne gretzky
the day after-- my brother jim
somewhere in there is don hendriks
it's cold out and my head sweats in detroit januarys
here comes the new year but it is almost february already
just started rehearsals for the next show
the rebirth of the Zeitgeist...
fernando arrabal's The Architect and the Emperor of Assyria
two person show with Chuck Reynolds and myself directed by John Jakary
it is immense and tremendous!
Wilson Pickett died
been getting closer and closer with my girl Nj
soon we'll be in rehearsals for The Diary of Anne Frank...
that is where we met last year... time flies by when you're the driver of a train
neither of us were ready for a relationship... but whoever is?
Chris Penn died
we've entered the late january string of b days
today-- jonathan schneider
tomorrow --wayne gretzky
the day after-- my brother jim
somewhere in there is don hendriks
it's cold out and my head sweats in detroit januarys
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sure does brother
takes that month
while death
turns morsels to scraps
and love amid rises
and dwells
my heart's been taken
by a sweet companion
you know her name
and she sings her body
her eyes of light
into my arms
murderers on black wings
lake waits
sky blinks
i kiss cotton candy
m.c.s.i.
-r
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takes that month
while death
turns morsels to scraps
and love amid rises
and dwells
my heart's been taken
by a sweet companion
you know her name
and she sings her body
her eyes of light
into my arms
murderers on black wings
lake waits
sky blinks
i kiss cotton candy
m.c.s.i.
-r
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