November 20, 2013
“You Can’t Put Yr Arms Around a Memory”
Every time I hear you I get the same rush of… of, I really don’t know how to describe it, what the rush really is. I wish I knew but than again would it really make a difference? It’d still feel the same, identified or left alone so I’m just going to turn it up again. Johnny Thunders is dead but I still see his pictures. He’s wearing a cool ass suit and talking to Debbie Harry forever. That’s one version of heaven that I’d like to subscribe to. “It doesn’t pay to try. All the smart boys know why.”
I’m alive in the U.S.A. right now! Come catch me while I’m here!
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