Where to begin?
One day sober and
hurricanes, avalances, typhoons, deep freezes
and one major fucking earthquake
Exhausted, hungry, stone-dazed
wandered removed from any life known
o med grit bac bisc n joe
Time to breathe
walking too fast now leads to trying too slowly
crack dem bones
get a board to slap these feet on
my many faucets of exultation
screaming omens can’t help but hear
Where to begin?
fuck if I know
step first, step second
cause there ain’t nothing past the present
af
(written with pen on paper at slim’s)
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