Short Thoughts: Those who shape and those moments that did.
Friday, February 18, 2011
tribute # 275 - the ballad (2003)
started as some, an intermittent rhythm except my hands trembled. as phrases rose over days, hands felt them. when there were stanzas in the head, I shook. as I transcribed, I could hardly hit keys. editing, same violent shakes ripped out.
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