2002-11-18 - 10:54 p.m.

Don't listen to the rhythm, and that's the song

Verse popped into head lyric sent from Angelbody music in ear, tears lined my eyes but I laughed anyway:

[naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio]

Vibrations uplifting cell by cell inch minutae and self & laughter Music undulating filling in gaps in my brain, joyous, music lining streets joint-laden with sobs of girls and dignity of old men and so thankful for floors, blank stares of teachers and

each moment of this respiring life!!