ode to Miller

reading Nexus…rediscovering myself…with Miller….through Miller….

the want of an artist…man…to be free in what pleases….the disciplines of craft….stealing lines…listening….

to hear all around….men…women…the business of business in a country based on business…but…what makes business business….

maybe it is the life of a vagabond….to eek out meager wages…the total focus being art….

can that be done in America without insanity creeping-in….

maybe Paris….or Prague….or….who knows where….is the next scene….

the pen awaits….


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