wires iii          elvisceral

 

 

I can’t help it, I love the jumpin’ dots. Patch of tiny ones / pasted over the mouth.


I’m not talking about anything here.  I’m in pain.  Dots in a row, I’m talking.

 

                                                                                             i feel yoo, daw’

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twinkle twinkle

little star

how I wonder

what you are

up above

the world

so high

traveling tunnels        men&women of the blues  
when there’s nothing else, there’s blues.  rock   jazz   little bit 'country
if there’s nothing else 

(I know elvis’s face almost as well as my own mother’s)

fieldcalls spirituals gospelmorphingblues jumpblues boogiewoogie rhythm&blues addcountry rock

coo coo cuh coo.

countryrockfolkrockpunknewwaveboogiereggaejazzfusionsoftrocksoul

countryrockfolkrockpunknewwaveboogiereggaejazzfusionsoftrocksoul

countryrockfolkrockpunknewwaveboogiereggaejazzfusionsoftrocksoulcountryrock folkrock newwave boogiewoogie mowtown reggae jazzfusion softrock soul

 

 

tu-wit tu-woo.    Situation: Boiling.

 

how many dots does it take to fill an elvis

did he have extra in his shoes                            yes

 

one of america’s saddest       they sizzled in him       yer overhot, boy    

we’re over and over and over        whelmed