in a cemetery
notes… written tonight while I was watching the punisher on my exercise bike, yeah, inspiration works like that, I say ‘not haiku’ because this is clearly not in the strictest form, but if you are really into the form it has a feel about it, to me, this has the feel, of course you are the judge, jury and likes-a-cuitioner of that.
music? have to recall some odd ball…
yeah, that bass line just rules you, admit it. they had integrity before it was cool. years and years ago….