the_far_edge_of_the_circle unhinged the four points where square_the_circle meet we wrote great songs together we played pretty effortlessly together but he was more social than i was inevitably we would drift out into the night after a couple hours of writing playing recording his friends (scenester_bitches on blue) didn't like me sentiment returned one night we met them at the tiki bar and they literally closed ranks left me on the outside of their circle i did not elbow my way in content to be the outsider of that group of clowns he made eye_contact opened the circle to include me which made the circle more of an amoeba that night Matt got smacked in the face with my then signature vanilla and sandalwood by the cold winter air 'you smell so good i want to eat you' whispered in my ear when they started doing coke thanks to dre (kindred) i didn't fight to see him anymore we stopped working together the edge so far i couldn't bring us back together 211128 what's it to you? who go blather from