Altair19-
you took the werds outta clappy's mouth...
zita took them outta mine...
so i'll have to take some outta some buddy elf's mouth.
my "thought for today" on monday was:
"Mostly we were able to ignore the hairy thing
in the corner. It seemed to be leaking some green
fluid, but we could walk around that. It gave off
an unpleasant odor, a cross between Limburger cheese
and a decomposing skunk, but we never mentioned it.
We didn't seem to have a plan for getting rid of it.
It wasn't really hurting anybody. And then one day
I thought I heard it singing. And another day it
seemed to say I love you."
-james tate
here's my writer friend jack's reply today...
Later he took a bath and got a trim, found some clothes someone had
thrown away, brushed his teeth and came into town. A woman thought she
had seen him before and asked him into Carly's for a beer, they got
acquainted and liked one another. She took him home and they made love
all that night and well into the next. He had a lot of hunger and she
was ready to fill his plate over and over. After a few weeks she asked
him to take a bath or leave and he left. He didn't like being pushed
around on issues of personal hygiene, he was pure in soul, and that is
what counted to him. He went back to his lair and moldered there for
awhile, thought things over, really missed her, made up lovely little
songs he promised he would sing to her next time. |
