Poets and writers drink more intensely. Smoke more intensely. Worship God more intensely. Poets and writers fuck more intensely. Poets and writers give more willingly-- spilling the alphabetical marrow of their souls out into the albino sonogram of hope that is the page, hoping some stranger whom he or she has never before met turns to his crafted syllables in time of dire need and somehow finds solace, finds laughter finds a friend.
Friday, July 09, 2004
HAPPY B-DAY DANIELA!!!!!!
Although Milton continually carps, "How soon hath time the subtle thief of youth," After hearing your voice and listening to your heart whistle I've decided there's nothing subtle about your smile.
Thanks guys (-; In a little coffee house in Lee Vining I learned that I share B'day w/ Tom Hanks and David Hockney. Also, I am supposed to be "fatal attraction" of those born on 6th of July. Hmmmm.
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Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday! We miss you.
Thanks guys (-; In a little coffee house in Lee Vining I learned that I share B'day w/ Tom Hanks and David Hockney. Also, I am supposed to be "fatal attraction" of those born on 6th of July. Hmmmm.
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