Saturday, March 27, 2021

Every Thing Else . [ titles are weird ] . " trees are weird . " - zatch galifianakis Live at the purple onion . . . .

 Blood slams into a real reclining sand dollar. 


Sometimes I think of closing curtains as turning off a window. 

I think I'm deep because I cry, softly... 

in a car driving home. Classical KMFA

I cry because I think I'm deep.

Me crying is part of my thinking that I think I'm deep... and wide,

Like the universe, and tall;

The universe is as tall as everything stacked on top of each other, on top of itself, 

Everything on everything else.



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