September 10, 2016
Now the bricks lay on Grand Street
Where the neon madmen climb
They all fall there so perfectly
It all seems so well timed
—Bob Dylan
Yes, let’s have a well timed, neon madman – fall, and run out of bricks so there’s no thought of a wall.
– Your’s Truly
Tom Becker
Oh, mama, can this really be the end?