songtag.

lucky got out and in before the rain got heavy the good thing about bad weather haters stay in their holes more but kittens too. thank you. thank you. thank you. thank yourself too. three times again. cops chase cars in the rain insane but you are reading this you are alive may your innocence remain as you survive. it's an ugly world. stay alive please stay alive. it's a beautiful world. we all live at the same time.
i was going to the liberry to return sontag, so heavy those pages! i turned round in the alley. i'll return her later, she so heavy. she did not uplift me not her fault not her biographer no one's fault the world she lived in heavy too she sometimes found it light. she was ambivalent and wanted to resolve, perhaps with a little more time but the third cancer was the end of time for susan and sontag too. i'll return her to the cart where someone else waits to carry her home and back and so on. the odd feeling of knowing someone you will never know and feel you would not like in person and who would not like you, but the best of you likes the best of her and biography won't undo.