PS


Listening to Paul Simons latest …. Seven Psalms … his final years musings, all about lyrics, acoustic guitar tap tap tap … unfinished easy, weak, tired vocals … duh he’s 81. wish it was better, wish we were younger and both cooking with boundless fuel … now is the time to miss the time … oh, Paul … the lord is my engineer, a face in the atmosphere, a virgin forest, a welcomed something to a stranger … 
where be the bullseye suns of yesteryear?

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