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Danced to the new Rihanna album in the basement. The album wasn't great to dance to, but not terrible either. It was actually pretty romantic, some of it, and got me in the mood for Valentine's Day. It's been 4 days since I danced last. This morning my only fuel was coffee, but it got me most of the way there. Ugh, this is prosaic. But that's the deal. You can try for poetry every day, but you have to prepare for prose. Because that's the way it goes. Hey, that rhymed at least. Rhyme's the worst. Poetry is the worst. Coffee's the best. But even that falls flat sometimes. It's just grind grind grind. No pun intended. But I did it, and that's something. Right? Right? Right!? I did, at least, dream last night that I ate a shoe made of fruit leather.

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Full on freak out love fest with Peaches perfect album "I Want Cream" That's the way to do it. Though it pinches my nerve. All the force of the surf would comply. Sails in milk/ cream

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Today I tried something different. Bach Goldberg Variations. Surprisingly great to dance to, I got really into it for a while. Here is the piece I wrote yesterday for a cross reference.  Maybe a first chapter of something. Maybe a stand alone piece.  Sdad Dad Last night was a rough one. Sofia was scratching so badly that I had to lay in bed with her to stop her. All night long she woke up, tossing and turning, grimacing and grunting angrily, lashing out, kicking at me, telling me to stay away and, worst of all, scratching up her skin like crazy. She's had the flu for 3 days and it is taking it's toll now. Her fever is down, but the force of this virus is fierce, especially on her sensitive skin. We gave her benadryl, but it didn't seem to be working.  Why am I writing in prose? Genevieve had gone to sleep in Sofia's bed, because she had to be up early for work, and needed the sleep. Thank God she got some. Oh yes, verse is better, for me, worse  for you? Maybe an epic f

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Missy's 2nd album in the basement. Ugh, get back on track Missy. And I will too. Everyone has their off albums. Still some dope moves though. Slim Shady's the worst guest ever. Lil Kim not much better. Meanwhile cross ref with awdlife at blogger for my morning inspiration.