That needs to be more a focus.  Nurse and I watching a movie last night, about music and people pursuing it.  I put on some Lofi beats, start writing.  Paper, then typing…

Rebuild, restart, open container

Of instruments 

Time to carve

All bite, never a bark

More concerned with end than a simple start

Missiles far reaching, nothing at all a stammering 

devil teaching, irregular patterns and design, put to

Peripatetic paragraphs where it’s abetted and further mapped

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Listening to beats here in the Vacaville office.  Ordered a new journal, the last one I promise myself and anyone reading, for years.  This will only have word fragments, sentences in spaces and little stretches, nothing formalist.

In fact, it’ll be anything but a formalist continent.  08:53

Turning ship to light.  Even though the rain outside is admirable in presence and vocals.

Couldn’t have more coffee now if I wanted.  Heater on, comfortable.  No energy vampires reach me.  Today, or fucking ever.

I’m arriving all days of this new year.  No more of any other year here, everything new.  Everything is content.  All beats and moments and scenes.  Watch me…