like your life depended on it

A new friend came to our political house party

I met him 2 other times

He is a performance artist who does urban poetry and music

We drank all the wine that Paul brought

There was enough for 50 people

About 1/10 th that many came

This new friend told us all something that night,

while 5 or 6 dejected would-be activists drank all the wine in the schoolroom and absentmindedly played with magnets while blonde redhead and erics trip played so proudly after all this time near the bottom of the cd-pile

I felt like he was talking right to me.

He said:

If youre gonna write, write like your life depended on it

If youre gonna play music, play like your life depended on it

How far removed all this is

Saying such neat and tidy things

Acting such neat and tidy ways

blablablablasafesafesafesafesafesafedead

How crust-removing, beautiful and free would I be

would I have to end this blog and start a new one

Or another one

I would have to put down my guitar chords book and play it like a mad dog on fire again

i would have to be comfortable bragging

comfortable being SoMuchMore

soloudsotallsobigsobrightsooffkiltersogreenyellowredorange

I would have to forget comfortable

Looks like I have a 2-lined New Years resolution now.

Thank you Blair for saying it and Paul for planning it and everyone for coming out that night

live and learn

supermegaOK

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