i_have_to_warn_you ... my audience that the thoughts and subsequent words I draw upon this stage have become stagnant, repeating of themselves. I don't consider my words poetic, in any sense, in my own decay. I speack as the brain fires it's neurons into the pattern I type before you, casting fingers and gifts along this dead end path. Broken hearted shall break their shoes against the wilderness stalwart many carry their swords and shields against the river, streams, currents of the thoughts/words the pour out of an elevation, scratch that, a streamed conciousness. don't be misguided by anything tempting, even words sink deep while washing you away from you, cull your words to you, a smile that you can only gift to you. live for you and your love, LIVE LOVE and please do not number each day. . 081120 ... Nandita It doesn't seem like I'll ever be able to get over you. So get used to the stalks and random phonecalls. 081120 ... The numbers game well ... i searched high and low for you. time to come home. . 221025 ... . the past twenty years have made me totally nuts 221026 what's it to you? who go blather from