Saturday, June 18, 2005

Ms. Potato G. Head and her lovely ears

I was driving home tonight, winding down, listening to a Martin Sexton live cd. He has a song called "hallelujah."...or maybe it's just a song in which he uses that word a lot. His voice just shovels down into my guts and stirs them up. It seemed almost silly that I would listen to his gorgeous voice with the same ears that I would listen to a car honk or static on the tv. We put on fancy shoes with fancy skirts, wouldn't it be cool if we could pause before hearing something beautiful, put on or more sensitive "beautiful" ears, and proceed? ;o)
Love,
Sleep,
Breadsticks,
Aubs

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