April 2026
Just a little, no - totally
out of touch with everything I want
it's my
outcome, why can't I experience it?
Do I not deserve it? Or are my
own crude expectations the barrier
that witholds me from experiencing
anything?
I am not entitled to the fruits
of my creativity. Never is
it for me.
I die into service
I am dirty puddle reflecting
rainbows
can't discuss it - what, music?
I don't care and therefore
am estranged from participation
I am the Sound Guy
I know who I am
& I die into service
I have no opinions or preferences
I die into service
When I am gone
the play will roll on
I am happy to be
some salt in the sea