Over on Portland’s Future Charter, I’ve opened a thread to discuss my appearance on Thom Hartmann’s show this morning, as well as an mp3 clip of the discussion.
Wish Among Your Words My Name
You’re furious. I never taught you to sing. You carry rocks in your head and pitch them. Without warning. Happy drunk. You’re furious. I beg you for sin. I beg your skin. You buy a whore. Don’t give her water. You’re furious.
Over on Portland’s Future Charter, I’ve opened a thread to discuss my appearance on Thom Hartmann’s show this morning, as well as an mp3 clip of the discussion.
