July 17

Find a new way to say the same things. Living in this scenery amidst complex syncopations and other various tricks. All up sleeves in supernatural heat. Too stupid and tired to be of much if any use. All of the phots evidence against the latter. So tired and stoned and alone. there are silent sleeping bodies around but nothing serious or life-affirming. heat is tired in the dying hallway. fall through the ceiling and counteract our new feelings of woe and woe be gone, daffodil syringe, call it surrender and a paradise beyond the pop music garbage, the beats that are programmed from start to finish... we are all human