Your drizzle shall never diminish my calm. In my vision she is wearing her nightdress and shivering because the cold blows right through these walls, beckoning with outstretched arms for warmth. In reality she is at work and I am swaying through the apartment alone while old records fill the room with the crackly feral sound of Saint John Coltrane while a single malt velvet fog* slowly caresses the inside of my mind. The flickering light from the Mexican devotional candles makes the living room look like the inside of an aquarium.
Trying to kickstart my mind towards a wordtorrent to dump on my new Ello account, trying to find a community of the mad and the deluded who want a little more than the endless Tumblr stream of recycled images. Nothing wrong with streams of stolen images, but I feel like I need a little different outlet to push myself harder. If Tumblr is like dumbed-down confessional folk music (signifiers to project a desired self-image) I want to move more into some free improv freaky noise prog skronk.
I still have a few Ello invites if anybody wants one but you have to send me Tumblr mail with your email address.
*I do have to recommend $33.00 Deanstock Highland Single Malt as an economical door to pricier scotches. It's no Laphroaig but at half the price it is a good open door to the next level.
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