Originally, I thought I was going to talk about life, Omaha, Poetry, HIV, being "special", and surviving the 1980's with only a blown-out set of "gaydar." But now I seemed to have just gone to babblings and poetry.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Another Damn Season!
Another damn season haas gone past me, and instead of pining all melancholy-like, and scribble about aborted poetic images lying strung around me like some DC supervillan right before a miracle save knocks him on his ass.
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