Happy Birthday, guy. This day always sneaks up on me. Been singing along to your songs all night. My neighbors may not have appreciated it, but I needed it.
You will always be a positive force in my life.

I guess I’ve been going to the Pequot Library book sale for about 15/16 years now. I look forward to it every summer. Rooms and tents and table upon table of books to look through. Not as easy as going to a bookstore to get the book you’re looking for, but a lot more fun [...]

Been out of commission for the last week or so. Funny how the body works — one day your healthy and feeling fine, going about your business and the next, your body is in pain, trying to tell you something isn’t quite right. I like to consider myself in tune with my body. I know [...]

naked visionary
delight in whiskey
and hopeless drunken rantings
bed growing radiant in the sweet electricity of midnight
a giggle madhouse
a clatter of high dreams
in a city of scholars and universities and cemeteries
and hospitals and sirens and bleak war machinery
and lonesome concrete tragedies
my apartment eyes the street
while we’re undressing
and i’m hallucinating stanzas
of tender and crazy poetry
hanging from the streetlight

The Ferguson library was my favorite place to go when I was little. I can’t figure out what made it so welcome to me. I think, mostly, it was the abundance of books. I’ve visited different libraries but none seemed so inviting… from the open floor plan to the sectioned children’s library to the rug [...]