i_am_searching_for_people_with_souls_like_french_w sab for people like bread and cheese for loves like sitting in shade on summer days for joy like beers in pub gardens for talks like late night starshine to meet and part and meet again all the days of our lives and dwell in the halls of frozen fire and tinkle with the toxins and splash around with swimsuits lay me naked in the valley of the dark and dangerous and create a cage of madness to cature laughter so we can have it on hand and feed it bits of fish 041118 ... . . 060316 what's it to you? who go blather from