Beaucoup de musique de Miley on the air—As one may imagine, there is a Rihanna button, and it iswhat you push when you enter the control room, and
Don’t dream it’s over you don’t know what’s it’s like it’s like that & that’s the way it be near me be near
Seeing again your face […]
It hit me in a noisy bistro—the muted frequency— Jimmy Cobb’s brushes were fine sand
I can still see it, just a touch of whatyou might call its lip, or maybe a long knife-readyunderbelly. The sturgeon moon is swimming
I am going to disappear in Belmont,after taking a walk in intermittent rain.I will vanish one day in Belmont—don’t correct me—
Here’s to the innards and ubers
Nobody, my father said, could get so manyscrapes and scratches accidentally:without them I probably would not have liked it so much.
Requisite dog bark. Far off.No response.
I say archetype, but I really meanmessenger.