The Corduroy Mtn. Credo Jared Wahlgren    Far from the candy mold that divides into sections like a dim theater. Far from the afar, afloat in some drab curtained home, where cold plays from a gramophone. Near the singer, the linguistic lingers in my mind before the rest. Nearer to the obstacle course, I signify the sounds of hounds at night, I prefer the light. previous | next Added to The Corduroy Mtn. on December the Fifth in the year Two Thousand and Nine.