Sunday, April 6, 2008
it is a soft croon, the way he sings it. the music is like surgery, opening us up, fixing something, and putting us back down gently, our bodies different, aching a bit, but better somehow. fill my veins with pollen, buzz the honeybees around me, teach me to stand like a flower. pour that stuff into me like i am a pitcher. all the houses are going to start sneezing soon. you better be careful. they say a sneeze can have a force up to 100mph. and nobody wants to get slammed by a couch going 100mph out the front door of a sneezing house.