
At about 5:45 in the afternoon of 26 March, 1827, as a storm raged, Beethoven's room was suddenly filled with light and shaken with thunder: Beethoven's eyes opened and he lifted his right fist for several seconds, a serious, threatening expression onhis face. When his had fell back, he half closed his eyes ...




"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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