Ear Plugs

Great fan of these. Though my most recent acquisitions are shaped like rubber bullets. It thus feels like I am shooting peace and solitude into my head, a kind of inverse crowd control.

I love a good oxymoron but not as much as oxyacetylene torches. If I could I’d have a welding torch in my studio. For every story I’d edit, for every song I’d write, I’d weld another strut in the tower of song. I’d make a skyscraper prone to earthquakes but with great views.  The wild wind would whip around my head up top but I would hear nuttin with my ear plugs in. Gently push the bullet towards the brain. Go on now. Gently.

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