did i?
oh man i got this one. fever. soreness. no remedy. just boozing on triple echinacea tea, the sambucus spilled out...on the umcka. the andrographis is in cognito. no soothing prolix hallucinogens to be found.
giacomo casanova is dead. ennis del mar is dead. bob dylan, the joker. dead in a 4th floor soho walkup here. i always sort of respected the strength to go out your own way. but i still can't understand it from an existential standpoint. are those the ones who are really living who have the strength to end it on their own terms but don't? i don't know. but the courage more often than not seems to be found in those bottles that are splayed about the chiffonier...
giacomo casanova is dead. ennis del mar is dead. bob dylan, the joker. dead in a 4th floor soho walkup here. i always sort of respected the strength to go out your own way. but i still can't understand it from an existential standpoint. are those the ones who are really living who have the strength to end it on their own terms but don't? i don't know. but the courage more often than not seems to be found in those bottles that are splayed about the chiffonier...