Stumptown Morning
Do not believe them
when you hear we are transparent
Clouds are perfect
teachers and the soul is nothing
if not opaque
the reason for war and marriage
and the search for the self is
unclear
like turning
from the road
to face the sea
~
A great thanks to my old chum Todd the Portlandian for the Hair Bender Blend. It was fantastic sitting outside sipping while the world still slept. I'll listen to the CD soon.
when you hear we are transparent
Clouds are perfect
teachers and the soul is nothing
if not opaque
the reason for war and marriage
and the search for the self is
unclear
like turning
from the road
to face the sea
~
A great thanks to my old chum Todd the Portlandian for the Hair Bender Blend. It was fantastic sitting outside sipping while the world still slept. I'll listen to the CD soon.