Tuesday, December 9, 2008

sounds

Records and recordings.

Sounds and the sounding.

I make no sense but sense the pounding.

Contained in my 50 gal ear drum

All of my youth. All that I do.

No room for sports and dates with courts.

Music is weird. My brain is weird. And wired. Hardly.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

we should seriously consider doing anal again.