What debt I have for your courage to tell me the truth
Don’t ask me if I’m ready
I’m never ready except
to remain
who can tell grace
fever to sell
zero
bourgeois
sushi all around
in your little bunker
on your little island
Remaining as
if
if you can where everything moves
and if it stops moving
it becomes something else
I love painters.
I told Kelly and Mom I would sent them songs from this latest record.