The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive


truth of opera


confusing, fucking it's know, don't I me, left G Susan happened, what what
what what happened, Susan G left me, I don't know, it's fucking confusing,

confusing, confusing,

heart
please, i can live no longer like this
applause from an audience of thousands
meeting
degradation beyond belief
river
ear
put your tongue up me, show them who is mesmerized
evening primrose
evening
leg
long white gown falling open from her shoulders
breathing deeply
talent
same
songster of the night

same
songster of the night


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