You gotta go to the Raleigh Quarterly and read
All things are createdI still don't know if you pronounce his name as "toast" or "tossed." I still don't know what Complex Sleep is trying to do to me. I don't want to know.
in accordance with number.
Its doors are the mysteries.
A scrap here, a scrap there:
All is from number.
All is from a rain
unless I have missed an exception.
imposed five years silence.
You have a concentration of treasures.
Don’t borrow money.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Posted by Brian Foley at 3:02 PM