a pedal me and jambuck made the other night to cut his guitar signal a little bit (which is the same as boosting it a little if off = on).
massive gouges in the old drive. this was my brain.
at the go go playing “fitchburg mix tape”
trying to catch the rosy winter 1am light
at 1 am the night of the snowstorm.
the mushroom growing under the zine rack at the shop, fed by the ceiling drip. this as big as my hand!