Went to San Francisco and had this on my mind to ponder for the seemingly 15 hour shit stain of a drive listening to probably one of everything on my outdated ipod (on the way there at least). Chris has now spent 20 years on this lonely/confused/nonsensical planet. Cool.
THE TYGER (from Songs Of Experience)
By William Blake
When the discussion for this happenend in class I couldn't stop thinking about lygers. The etching on the OG versions even looks like one.
Torn between following my dreams and slamming my face into the brick wall that is real,
FLORGASH
p.s. if u read lyger and didn't give a shit, i didn't either. but this will be the influence for poetry i am to write in the coming months.
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