like missing teeth

the once sort of table of contents or index or simply a listing of every title i remember to list as i write is so full of gaps and holes it's like swiss cheese (though not laughing cow) or more to the semi-sad point, a smile with missing teeth... so much missing from the linkage waiting for the final review by the one and me and that may not ever happen in this life, but perhaps someday posterity will bring the attention all these words deserve (if that is not just ego thinking they deserve more than they get, aye?)...

in the background bob dylan since autumn leaves and some enchanted evening and i've got to wonder who talked him into doing this album, shadows in the night because it reveals he never really did have a voice and it was his words during rebelious times that made his career... the flower children are aging and reality brings all sorts of oddities... of course the only human explanation follows...

like missing teeth...

narf :}