Jeness May:
me, too
Jeness May:
a kind of jesus
Jeness May:
living ghost
Jeness May:
'this is albuquerque'
Jeness May:
from here there were
Jeness May:
for urban climber
Jeness May:
we used to be connected by clouds
Jeness May:
future past present
Jeness May:
shade
Jeness May:
straw
Jeness May:
for jorgen
Jeness May:
piano of the sky
Jeness May:
for jorgen
Jeness May:
instruments of harmony
Jeness May:
throne
Jeness May:
pie
Jeness May:
low sounds
Jeness May:
i was waiting for things to be independent
Jeness May:
and they remained dependent
Jeness May:
we wrote letters and letters
Jeness May:
retired
Jeness May:
geezers
Jeness May:
deranged
Jeness May:
for bertieboy
Jeness May:
we waited for the news
Jeness May:
i snuck out every night
Jeness May:
here
Jeness May:
garden
Jeness May:
beds
Jeness May:
we spoke of smell
