Certain songs have been with me these past few weeks
Certain sleep is at hand
Impossible wishes in a major American city
If wishes were fishes we all would be flowers?
They are all ways of thinking and they are all disappearing
One of them may be the cure for cancer, another for our broken democracy
Walt Whitman bare to the waist with his hair all floppy in the wind
What stands between a beard and forever is being able to enjoy a bagel with cream cheese, if you ask me
What you see is what you best
Man, that candy is killing me
Good night
February 11, 2012
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