when pants come off

the gunslinger said it. twilight of the dreamboats.

a total rip

these paths. i heard that song.  so many words and yet none to speak. i can't now. but again it will. i will. there is a star.

when the dust settles

seattle is a fine and mighty city. it is a place beyond wonder amongst tall firs and cerulean water. it is also a place of ceaseless begging and absent minded individuals driven by self preservation.  i prefer it from a patio set off to the west.