And all was green and all was blue and last... all became orange.
Johnny was running after his butterfly and she was ripping her wings to let him come.
Iggy Pop was singing and all was starting exactly in this way.
Johnny collected wing after wing, without stopping,, and when he collected enough ... See Full Bio
nov. 18th - the stain of poetry/bob katz/artie brand/Joe Sidney & the Falconets/das festen