I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Wednesday, October 23, 2019
A DRIFTER WALKS ALONE
A drifter walks alone down a lonely highway. Every pore is clogged with dirt. Every fold of skin is caked toghether. His bindle is ragged and heavy, threatening to split at any moment. A jaguar appears in the distance, gleaming in the sun. It pulls up besides him and the Kate Bush looking beauty in the drivers seat purrs, "Wanna ride?" Suddenly he is transformed into an inspirational soft metal singer, his trials and tribulationss grist for the mill of the greatest inspirational soft metal song of 1987. His time is now.
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