While in Asheville
There’s the remnant of an old mill in Weaverville a stone’s throw from the park…
Riffs, raps, song, ink slung to a righteous bass line, and possibly a poem or two.
There’s the remnant of an old mill in Weaverville a stone’s throw from the park…
Catchin’ outta Cancatchasee
Ramblin’ on ’bout eternity
Hobo #23 comin’ down the tracks at me
What do you do with a cat who dances with you and his favorite song is Jelly 292?
Four & a quarter lightyears heart to heart
We’ve never been so close apart
We’ll edit later says a poet to a painter, now let’s go paint.
Some lyrics in search of a bass line at the Nutjobbers’ Ball.
Musie, We’re babysitting again! Listen to these Titan children drone.
Caution: Hairy Haiku
The saucers in Nia’s tea set are covered in little dragonfly nets.
You can skip this part. Especially if you usually break fast with brunch.