
just hanging around……

just hanging around……
halfways drunk, fully loaded. hidden messages, easily de- coded, extraordinary….

animal tracks, highways unknown…
stretching, purring, full of contentment. laying his satisfied face onto the satin pillow. feathers strewn all about the room. poor little bird had met his untimely doom…….
one time i loved her, that much is true. other things are lies magnified…..
i smile to myself, this arctic blast will not last. enjoy it for a change, wait until August, you’ll still complain……….
frigid temps, scowling faces, constant complaining, cool embraces…weather induced insomnia….
And your bird can sing……….do you have everything thing you want?…..


i believe this is the first album i ever purchased…years fly, memories reside….
life, one step behind, two ahead. hardly locked in, distracted instead. sifting through nonsense, noticing nothing, feeling disjointed, undisciplined and wonderfully alive…..