Sylvia’s Longbeaux
I shall de-
sire you of more acquaintance,
Good Master Cobweb…
I shall de-
sire you of more acquaintance,
Good Master Cobweb…
Each with a 33
contrarily tucked under their curling tails
for the Quadrupling quarterstitch
So, Where is it then
My silvertine friend
She said to a raven
She said to a loon
Dear A.I., How many times may a mind like mine be safely blown because I blow my mind every day and I’m thinking about going back to school…
Thank goodness for all the drive-throughs and truck stops and the serendipity of a squeaky clean and shiny taco truck rolling up alongside.
a clock over the mantle and a clock over the kitchen, the rest of the house oblivious to time but for the paint cracking outside,
Just because
Keeping track of Timelords
As a shepherdess should
Is what she does.
In the beginning there was only Speed.
Maybe I’m preoccupied. Or just occupied. So many unnecessary fixes, pre- and/or suf-, maybe I’ve been occupied since before the beginning. Maybe my mind is just occupied. I live here, for one.
Dammit Ralph,
My passport’s expired again. I haven’t. Not yet…