And, conversely..

Mar 19, 2009 00:05

There isn't anything for me to write, but I feel I've got to bury. There're kids milling about the museum every day now, the first ice cream trucks of the year, maybe even fountains or something soon. Frozen cigarettes don't snap in half or fall out of your fingers. I have about all the energy of glue. I can stick myself to a book with absolute ( Read more... )

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espionages March 19 2009, 10:15:02 UTC
but let's not forget what eliot tells us--

april is the cruelest month.

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tessellates March 19 2009, 16:26:23 UTC
always
it's spring) and everyone's
in love and flowers pick themselves

e.e. cummings

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onyourcrossword March 20 2009, 02:19:55 UTC
where is the picture? does not work

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greentea_fairy March 20 2009, 02:23:11 UTC
you're the only one that isn't quoting poetry at me !

it doesn't?!
D:

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onyourcrossword March 20 2009, 02:30:06 UTC
I DON'T SEE IT. = NO POETRY

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cloudevangelion March 22 2009, 04:18:45 UTC
so you want Spring to end?

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greentea_fairy March 22 2009, 04:22:04 UTC
shit
double negative!?

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cloudevangelion March 22 2009, 09:29:52 UTC
yes, very astute

sometimes, I mistaken your genius for genius

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greentea_fairy March 22 2009, 14:42:55 UTC
sometimes I mistake your genius for something else entirely.

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