Rejoice for I have spared you my caterwauling. It’s purely instrumental caterwauling tonight. Having the damnedst time trying to gather my time into neat enough bundles to bring a decent soup to a boil. Mayhaps this coming week will yield heartier fare. Carry on.
Will probably put up an instrumental version cause the vocals are so ghastly. I kept them in mostly because the timing of this crap take was better than anything I could come up with this evening. I’m satisfied with the violin and can tolerate the guitar. I’m putting this steam of consciousness in because it’s what I do.
The driving rain
It fell into the
Well
Through the rock
That I broke
With
All I had to sell
For a cahnce
To catch
Heavens
Tears
Fill me up
With the awry years
Till I burst into the river
Till we all reach the sea
Percolating through the soil
Springing branches
And the dewdrops are braking through the rock
Little dewdrops are
Braking through the
Braking through the rock
Bursting through the soil
Blossom yet another canyon for forward
O dew
O flower
Note: For those who listened…I know it’s rough. These are actually just voice memos I make for myself so I remember the gist of vocal melodies (so called) that I make up. But…IMO (and I suppose I’m biased) they have a certain raw quality that I like. So I guess the point of this note is (1) gimmee a break, (2) give yourself a break and publish something! Cheers.
The Fractal Journal 