toight i was all set to go on a walk. the clouds are hanging low over portland, everything is still, everything is muffled. tonight portland is under salome's veil.
i made it as far as the backyard. in between the kitchen counter and the dusty red gate, amon tobin's echoing jazz smoke filled my lungs. i danced silently on the concrete, ducking branches from the neighbor's trees. my cat stared at me for a while, then flopped on her fuzzy back and wiggled.
i think i am going on the walk now.
i made it as far as the backyard. in between the kitchen counter and the dusty red gate, amon tobin's echoing jazz smoke filled my lungs. i danced silently on the concrete, ducking branches from the neighbor's trees. my cat stared at me for a while, then flopped on her fuzzy back and wiggled.
i think i am going on the walk now.
I've missed the Holy Motherfucking Hell out of you. I need you to keep me grounded. Well, I fully presume you will be at the party! I will be, albeit somewhat scattered of course.