Just Joyously Jamming

Jimi’s just joyously jamming.

And HB’s channeling Jimi.

Clock’s ticking, girlfriend’s speaking, mind isn’t thinking because it’s only feeling. But no rhyming allowed in this joyous jamming; only jamming. And why is Jimi allowed to have that guitar and mic, but Stephen King isn’t allowed the same level of performative privilege? According to spellcheck I just made the previous sentence’s second-to-last word up (word up), as with this sentence’s third word. But it doesn’t matter. I want to jam with writing like Jimi with rock. And what’s wrong with that. Absolutely nothing. I am erupting with excitement as I write this. Oh shit; just returned to rhyming. But it’s all good. The goal of this post is simply to keep on writing and flowing and guiding the motion, reminding me of Finding Forrester - when William...

*THE SMARTPHONE ALARM RINGS***