in nomine patri

seven nation army...

and today is flying by in shade. its like i'm leaking splatters of ink all over my own pages in this ABBA disco life of melted colors and perfection. fucking great day. wish everyone was like this shit. cause i'm dancing to death, the dogs are barking and the sky is bleeding in a furious downpour of sunshine. it's hot. and i'm beautiful. fuck what they say, this life is worth the living. and there's nothing i wont do to live it. i'm stepping out into it. and there aint no stopping me now. that's what to do.

so load this shit up and lets hit the water cause the days are getting longer. soon these familiar faces will be only ghosts until the fall and i will remember everything. the long saucy nights of drunken music, the cigarettes, the intillectuals, the jokes, the costumes, the dancing, the sex. it's all swirling about in a frosted tummbler and i am ready to leave this place for a little while. being any other one my own age and craving the sweaty night sky this thick humidity. i'm singing beach music. and we all just need to get laid, rest a little bit, came have a drink with the girls and party on til the five day benders seem like normality. go get in trouble all of you.

those old jimmy buffet songs and crooners on the radio, slow dance foxtrots and lets make love. i miss that hot hot rush again. but the days are so beautiful and my soul is generous. i'm singing to you all songs of poetry and well wishings in life, you all have something beautiful to offer. lets have one hell of a time.