Bitter Crop
I'm shaken by the wind.
There's dead falling.
A death march to endure.
Reaching and Bracing
I heard a poem on the radio today. There should be more poems on the radio. I almost posted the text here. But instead decided to write vaguely about it so you'll never find it. And when you hear a poem on the radio, you'll agree. There should be more poems on the radio. It would be weird to hear one in your refrigerator or bathtub. But on the radio, yes. More poems. Radio poems. Radoems. Nathan Mathes - Right Where It Should Be (mp3): Nathan is from Green Bay, Wisconsin. That's cool. Labels: Wisconsin
Lights Out On Us
Ari Marcopoulos [from Now is Forever] I don't know, man, this is reminding me of what I first fell in love with. Not rocket science, just a plain-faced girl letting you see a little pale piece of her soul. Try to ignore everything you've heard (including this), turn off all the lights, stand in the middle of the room in your underwear, and just let it shake you.Zola Jesus - LightStick (mp3)