She said "I like long walks and sci-fi movies; you're six foot tall and east-coast bred. Some lonely night we can get together, and I'm gonna tie your wrists with leather... and drill a tiny hole into your head."
-Fake Palindromes by Andrew Bird
It's so hot in here that just breathing calls sweat to the surface of the skin.
Nightspeak continues quite solidly. I'm about to go and pack a bit more snow to its round little body.
Saw ~
BanillaJoe and ~
Xesodomy this weekend: a friend and a cousin/friend, respectively. ~
Xesodomy and I were supposed to meet up with W to discuss some musical possibilities—where'd you go, friend, and did you get to your interview at 11?
I so badly want to finish a piece of prose—however bad or good it may be—and glut on comments that it hurts. I want it so badly that I may accomplish it this time.
Do you want to drill a hole into my head?
Benedictions!
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There is no escape from metre; there is only mastery.
- T.S. Eliot 'Reflections on Vers Libre' 1917 [link]
Rawwwwwk.
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Well, fuck.
It's a shame, the Parrot's still dead, but I'm guessing neither of you has the time for it right now. Good luck with whatever you're doing these days!
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