Sunday, May 2, 2010

fading testaments

i'm sore in places that have rarely been sore before. insoles, underarms, ribs, shoulders. i've got bruises in places and i dont know how i got them, and scratches that maybe i remember getting. odds i'm right are 50/50. i've gone to sleep when the sun was almost breaking, kept a steady buzz off rum, vodka and beer for hours and hours, and done more in one weekend than i usually do in four. camera stores, funky shops, playgrounds, gardens, parks, popsicle stands, acoustic shows, beer bars, trinket stands, record stores, taquerias and spawning more overlords? that last one was vicariously of course.

i want this always.

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