Right, so here's this:

here i am without longing
an accidental state
i reached Wyoming
oh, I wouldn't know why

Am I writing mini lyrics now- is that what I'm doing? So weird when you don't think you have control over your craft anymore.

On music front- good rehearsal with the Gomo's, gig tomorrow night. Not going to go build walls tomorrow, instead going to rest and practice some instruments and work on brick poems (ok, I will build some walls, but they'll be Potemkin walls).