“Let em get high Let em get stoned Everything will be alright if you let it go”
he caught Mondo Cozmo(who the
hells that? cat named Josh Ostrander an a.k.a. his working pseudonym suppose ya gotta be catchygotta POP! fuck) playing acoustic in Tijuana
albeit it said with music its what hed been telling family and friends
for a coons ageall the fuckin clutchin and turned inside out over decisions
made then agonizin over them over an over an fuckin over again as if someone someday
was gonna point a finger like a .357 accusin em of somethin that
flickered only inside their heads like a bad lamp throwin misguided shadows fugitives
and disfigured specters Christ
he walked em out onto the
street waggled his old leather wallet in their faces tapped em on the chinnot too
hardmake em flinch and say See this See this Dont see a wallet See it as a decision or some horsehaired knot that binds
youdisturbs only you Got it! You got it.
then hed drop it on the ground
then he backed away and backing off hed say Let the damn thing layLet it go Let
it lay
Walk away Let it go
hed leave them standing there as he turned and walked away
he was willing to leave it
not a damn thing he couldnt replace
theyd coming running up
behind him with the wallet in their hand I see
I see what youre saying
Thank you he took it from their hands But if you really saw youdve left the damn thing on the street an opportunity for someone to do
something right
Shine was the first song in a long
time that caught his attention
he wasnt much for lyrics with
music
music like a picture painted thousands an thousands of words
1245, Friday,
7 4. 17
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7 4. 17
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