if you're lonely you can talk to me
Oh my god look away look AWAY
Jogging endless loops around Ft. Greene Park
I'm in Brooklyn right now
Curled up like a cat invisible at night in Corlears Hook Park
Hal Sirowitz is protecting me with some New York City cuisine like a benediction rod???
This Walter Minus book doesn't need to exist. I don't need to exist! Ross Roos needs to exist. Do they have tape where the sticky side has a sweet strawberry flavor? Or a beefy jerky flavor? I can't wait until McMuller talks about the summer of 2002. I wonder if he will mention the fateful jar of CLASSICO??????????????? That story, to my mind, is CLASSICO. David Copperfuck tonight at the Knockout, I might knot make it. Also there's this:
it's not even a "real gallery" it's in someone's house at the top of that hill on guerrero. I'll prolly go around seven or something you should come. I think we're going to country station before/afterwards, to have "punk-rock" buto sushi??? (no but seriously it's owned by "Koichi and Hiroko Tamano, founders of Harupin-Ha" anyways I am made out of wood. what do you think of the narrator of "if she ever comes"