what_i_did_write cr0wl i don't remember now but it was something about stars representing points of memory. 100211 ... raze it was a song written on the side porch of the house before this one, strummed on a standard-tuned guitar on one of the stranger saturdays of my life. the words came later when i was back inside. i remember something about clouding movement with the medicine. listless waves on wet sand. and the doomed search for a harmonica i somehow found a way to misplace. i can still see my looping script. black sharpie on unlined white paper. but most of the finer details are gone. the lyrics, among other things, were lost_in_the_move. 251118 what's it to you? who go blather from