One more time (please) for MayaBlueOceanEyes.  If you’ve never made love (or just

simply put it to your mate while gettin' it put to you) to tracks 8-9-10 on a perpetual

loop…then what’re you waitin’ for? 

My girl has been in quarantine all week, NO VISITORS, no me camped-out beside her;

and the chemo this past two days was fugly.  I was supposed to be beside her to help talk

her though the night-terrors and projectile vomiting (not the strangers in gas masks and

plastic aprons that she’s been afforded) ~~ OH, the god or demon or motherless underling

or zen nothingness from nada or random repug fuckhead that hates us … apparently still

does need to feed on human suffering and so these days continue to be our lot….

Here’s to you who know some…even just a little…peace today.  We all carry heavy,

heavy stones to the sea, our own stones, the stones we know; …go set them around the

sea turtle and her eggs (leaving just a little slot for the wobbles to head to saltwater) and

send our thoughts/prayers/meanderings out to sea, all of us in one way or another. 

Pain gauges joy.   . . . . . . . . . Hope, oh hope.

Whoops, this was supposed to be about lovemaking.  Anyway this track’s been posted

before…but I cannot care about that now (nope) …as it’s the perfect song, (always has

been & remains to my beloved bride n I an expression of the varied notions of love &

absence, wanderings & reunion … perpetuated on in life’s livid loop),

…an oldie but a goooooody …

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lC8ru1TDaIE

cheers to you