rhapsody_in_blue raze we celebrate the day together. (what was it like?) raw and red as the meat that stained my fingers. (what has it cost you, and how have you misunderstood?) this comment has been spiritually wiped out — a tailoring of my information to meet your heart. (how do you stare at a dog in the sky?) less of the spirit. less of the self. (so what's the point?) if points allow me to find you, this late career path has the potential for something more. become my own birdsong. (listen.) 260504 what's it to you? who go blather from