talking those Alicia Western writer's block blues [and] one-pointedness [and] bird moon
talking those Alicia Western writer's block blues ~ writer's block is on me like the rock-needle fire on a cigarette to the point where the words are backed up into this mute corner of unproductive solitude. --it's not a serious problem but I'm inclined...predisposed to take it seriously. other people don't complain if they can't write enough jokes or compose enough music or star in enough films. but, again maybe I don't suffer from many of the things that might readily burden their hours. for now, my beer is empty and I'll have to go to the store to refill it. see this paper joint of weed slicing its wispy fingers into the clean diamond light of the sun in the grass and everything that can and can't be written shimmering between this world as it oscillates, pivots to that which sets things at question. **** one-pointedne...