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Nov 26, 2008 16:46

I once so a man with no shoes, no shirt, no thoughts.
he had all the girls.

i play banjo.

play is the exultation of the possible.

work can be the same as play.

i want someone else warming my bed with me.

i can't read music, and know no theory.

sometimes i smoke pot with my friends.

i get drunk alot, with my friends.

more women have kissed me in the last month, then in the last year and a half.

i'm caught between a rock, and several hard places.

sometimes it's a shock to me, which direction is up.

and then i remember the work i'm doing, the hard work.  the art. 
artistic integrity.

i'm an artist?
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