recovered floppy disc: 2000? Makes me think it was from the Cherry St Place

"Eulogy for Him


And who knows
If things were supposed to be like this
I’ve left million times
And I’ve never found a thing

You can spend your whole life searching for something,
And never find it, never find a glimpse of it.

I think there must be purity in that.

(and maybe it was meant to explode)

things just aren’t meant to exist in the space between lies and memories….
Ears open and close, sympathetic, always so eager to feel…but who knows if they are really there anyways….

And who knows? Maybe things were supposed to end like this. Jangle jangle jangle.
Lets call it the human condition and move on alone.
Maybe sanctified and with dignity.

Or not."