Saturday, September 13, 2008

Old hippies

Doug, on the right, is now Edwin and has never lost his beauty. He sings and tells stories, fixes things, and reminds everyone of the love right in front of their noses. I carry an old leather gut full of unfinished riddles under my shirt, and when I have indigestion, you can hear the words slosh around and expel the methane of fermented dreams.
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