let_me_know the bitter winds will blow in the great up state of new york came the call of a loon, spoke to my senses spoke of the future, said you my friend are alone... 070526 ... voice friends oh my home...oh my heart...you will never know... he already does. we live with a kind of split understanding, so whenever we lose hope, we keep this loss in our pocket like wet mud. sleeps in circles. 070526 ... sardines when you are ready, even though i can see you are. you are fearless, or at least are fighting it. so, i have your hand. you are following me. come on. let's go! 130222 ... unhinged i say this to you all the time under the pretense of patience but i have all these things i want to tell you i thought of one the other day while i was stoned but i thought better of it, slid the keyboard of the phone back into it's dormant position 130222 what's it to you? who go blather from