- Did you say That I WRITE TO HEAR MYSELF THINK/THERE is no other way at this point/a woman calls from another time/she remembers us/ how can the universe be turning at this phenomenal pace that all the minds are thinking and creating ideas which meet at one point. This point of recognition burns to be identified. THE rest remains deep secret.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
- I was a young girl running in the street/standing on lines for auditions/ I lived with very little until I hooked up with Steve. He offered me eternal love/ a kind of comfort which created my interior strength/ This program has no design/it's self-appropriated/ For forty years I have listened to my own heart/to the birds/watched the grass grow and developed a system of survival.