WHAT NOW--CAN you TELL ME?
I hate being back. It makes little sense.
This rough outline of how things are supposed to come together isn't coming together.
Feel like I need to see the music selector for the soul reflector.
looking for a good beat
not off but on
perhaps four on the floor
or maybe nine to eight.
What do you think?
Where have all the groovers gone?
Did they run behind the crisp green trees
here in oly and get taken somewhere else
beautiful?
Or were they only here for a moment and now the cool thing is to be sexually abused and globally conscious?
Am I supposed to feel bad because I like what I do and I happen to be a white male?
Ok then it is what it is.
Cool
Comments
I hate being back as well.
Posted by: rach | May 4, 2004 02:28 PM