Saturday, February 24, 2024

box kite small fight broad light

The MT put me asunder, without the pantomiming, putting aside the wish, the dream, the solid sleep.

Hopefully the divorce settlement arrives in time.

Slouch, couch

Rough, tough, stuff

Prize, size, rise

Perhaps Capitalism is at fault, we'd need to paint it all shades of equanimity. Mite.

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