transmission of some shit lame Sting / Stipe wanna be act drowning on his own self professed
recreation of someone elses miserable times transmuted by the power of delirium, invoked by the power of hysteria
The wind smudges the signal like an eraser, a adults filter, subtracting whole choruses from the playlist of the sloth
Tidies the dirty
Talking of dreams don't worry about what you were talking about earlier. Michael and I are ok. Plus your present's in the post tomorrow, just I been really busy today and yesterday.
Once again...sweet
Richard
Glad you're well. I came out of that nightmare with a feeling of carrying something bad accross. Dreams are proving particularly interesting for me lately and I plan on setting up a livejournal chronicling them in a diary lie fashion. It'll probably be friends only for a while, which means you'll want a livejournal account !
I'll be in Bangor 10-14th March : if you wanna quick meet I'm up for it. I'll try and work some times out. Looking forward to your return to Oxford Richard. Any idea how long you'll be in town for ?
Has Michael been body-popping lately ?