| avatar | rook with four brazil nuts in her beak |
| what the poet said | "we lack not songs, nor instruments of joy" (Wm. Blake) |
| i was here | https://mstdn.party/@thingsofshane |
thank you :)
no no, nothing to do with the length of the list :)
based on
whatever (i'm so tired)
"eliotesque" (i.e. T.S.)
"bukowskian"
?
evening
i've been drifting in a grey noplace for a few days
memory is a vampire
i'll try to catch up
hope you're all ok friends
I have nothing against weasels and i certainly make no judgements about their lifestyle choices, but i have found them reliably unreliable in matters of metaphysics - not that this is a condemnation, necessarily: most of our most-favoured metaphysicians are similarly untrustworthy - but you know what they say, once-bitten, twice-shy.
i trust that this message, which wisely withstands the whims of procreative procedures, finds you proactively pointless, as i have the honour to be tonight.
