hearing_my_own_voice
johnboy
at
times
as
if
I
were
talking
to
a
person
that
I
have
never
met
in
my
life
but
realizing
I
have
always
known
myself
but
finally
I
am
listening
instead
of
fighting
myself
010119
...
jo
Do
I
dance
to
a
different
drum
?
The
one
inside
myself
.
It's
vibrating
chores
in
rhythms
only
my
heart
can
sing
. Muffled
by
fear
of
intruding
pain
my
meolody
remains
refrained...for
now
...but
there
is
always
TOMORROW
010127
...
god
jobs
are
for
slobs
010127
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from