i missed the lilacs bloom this year their sweetness and purple color. Dumbass Me. Can’t believe it. hooked into a jack ass with ass for days (centaur) nothing near as sweet as spring so i passed the lilacs a dozen times i bet one night i go outside just me i drop everything i can let go in the grass no phone keys wallet it’s just me out there with restless crickets so i missed the flowers and became a kid hosed out my stamina wheel left the block breathless
i sat in a cemetery before work on a bench by the service berries white petal perfume pure and delicate. Birds chatting.
This year has been wild! Lots of personal developments, lots of career developments.
One of my goals for this year was to finish recording an album, but I got together with a few pals and decided it’s best to make an EP of the songs I wrote this past year. We’ll play a few shows, and then work on the full-length. I’m calling the band Help Desk.
Buffalo Sleeper is recording a new EP as well and we’re almost finished! I was supposed to record my vocal track yesterday but I got a cold 😦
I didn’t get accepted into most of the poetry competitions I applied for, which is okay. I like applying because it forces you to focus on deadlines and make new work. Still waiting on a couple to respond.