Song Diary Notes

The magic current of phrases and music/the nightmare of my choice//deal with this shadow//afraid I’ll lose it///I’VE PEEPED OVER THE EDGE OF MYSELF .:. I live in the flicker of the spark of the flash and everything I do is forgettable, everything rushes past .:. Heavy as our dreams, heavy as our dreams…your eyes, soundless life .:. No relation of a dream can convey the dream sensation, can it?

May 3

we live in everlasting sound .:. try to sing indecently…sing yourself naked or don’t sing at all .:. It seems like I understand half of everything .:. some people have a lot..some people have a lot more .:. words are deadly/words are one letter away from swords//words create the world///words create world wars

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