Monday, September 29, 2014
Monday
Rich red and orange flames
Perfect form, surging, undulating
Burning hot with a purpose
The fair-haired flax
Wrapping, engulfing, purging
Freeing invisible denying bonds
Rolling up mounds and spires
Across the prominent knolls
Down through the dell and gorge
Burning and healing
Filtering, cleaning
Distilling the sully
Against a smoky blue sky
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Friday Music - Bobby Pickett
I've already seen the best costume. Trust me, it worked. If you are going to have one hit, own it and enjoy your success.
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This reminds me so freaking much of 83 and 84... I remember when a muse tried to trick me. She pretended to hate something she was to see...
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Another year down. Was in New Orleans, Savannah, Chicago, the Great Wilderness, and San Francisco. I had one of the better years of my life.
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