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March 15, 2005
from PARTY IN MY BODY
Like Richard Nixon said on his last day in office, you can kiss my jowls goodbye. Let's steal jokes from cantankerous places. On another mundane day, I'm struck by revelations. With free tickets to a heartwarming comedy, instead we'll wander around outside. Here I am in public, taking a public role. I may not recommend action, but I'll certainly tell you what to avoid. Who can afford to be oversensitive? Security seizes this town like you've never seen before. Working for vacation time! Even when I'm standing close to them, these guys who run the world seem dumb.
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Searching for something permanent, we missed the whole world. Noah's Ark leaves next Sunday. Now with more options than ever before. A sunny sharp day when diffusion, my hand on the side of a building, leaves me languorously lounging. Shall we have some fun while time keeps going? Challenging one's own exaggerations! When I can't focus, music helps me dream. No rehearsals and no arrangements and so they swung like crazy. I don't know how I got here, but right now I really don't care. Can you tell me how to exit the labyrinth?
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Seeing endings as tragedy leads to more tragedy. One role, one life, one unavoidable dilemma. How do you feel about the locked door? Driving down the street in L.A., I kept having visions that weren't really visions. Cross the wires and pass the buck. You've left Jane for the bottom line? Singing the National Anthem to another sold-out stadium, I started to question my faith in talent. Is it worse to return to the scene of the crime? The right to suffer the consequences! Once we've streamlined the process, none of us will have to know anything.
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I felt prophetic and abandoned until I answered the phone and the door. He had a sophisticated theory and a nasty personality. The news wonders why the young are upset but doesn't dare answer the question. I've not seen very much really, but I know what happens when we look past the world. What should we choose to break our hearts on? Talk with me in the sun for a day and maybe we'll get lost. Believing in solutions! There's as much night as there are ways to see it, yet people still lunge for their own piece of darkness. What are the things you can't make yourself say? At first it seemed funny, then it seemed like the place that I live.
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Mark read in Baltimore on March 19, 2005 (a great sequence of selections from Dead Carnival), click the image to see the event flyer.
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Posted by Rock Heals at March 15, 2005 11:04 PM
