Today I do not have a migraine. And I started a new poem, which is already an improvement. (I wish I had written Peter Spagnuolo's "Interpol 22019-1.7: The Head of the Hatra Apollo," but that can't be helped and I'm glad someone did.) And tonight is the first installment of TCM's Hammer Horror Fridays, of which I am planning to watch as many as contain Peter Cushing my brain can stand. Happy October. Wish me luck.
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- 1: And where the arrow leads, you never know
- 2: Trying my best to arrive
- 3: The earth is too smart for us to break through
- 4: Cigarette, Alka-Seltzer, career to the back of the place
- 5: So can we say we'll never say the classic stuff, just show it?
- 6: Did karma do you justice when you're down and out and lost?
- 7: The rose will grow on ice before we change our mind
- 8: I can see the alchemy
- 9: Is it the lustre of immortality?
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