i went to the lutz, where first i wrote a couple poems, and then i hung out with paul manson, graham files, and greg (something) until we walked back towards 39th and i headed here.
also, i took a picture today to satisfy the smiling quotient.
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years and the slow parade of fears without crying, now I want to understand.
I have done all that I could to see the evil and the good without hiding. You must help me if you can.
Doctor my eyes! Tell me what is wrong. Was I unwise, to leave them open for so long?
'Cause I have wandered through this world and as each moment has unfurled I've been waiting to awaken from this dream. People go just where they will I never noticed them until I got this feeling that it's later than it seems.
Doctor my eyes! Tell me what you see. I hear their cries just say if it's too late for me.
Doctor my eyes! I cannot see the sky. Is this the prize, for having learned how not to cry?
Current Music
Doctor my Eyes-Jackson Browne-Saturate Before Using
