@very-rusty saidNice save! At first I thought T-G meant I was insipid. 😳
Did you mean: inspiration? 🙂
-VR
@rookie54 saidI'd give you some gel but not wash you
stop making sense
let the words be yours, i'm done with mine
i'm just a dirty white boy
not right away, maybe never
I looked in a box of old poems
but there's nothing worth posting there
these words are not mine, they are borrowed
I'm not Khlebnikov, you know!
[some random nonsense, connect your own dots --
which of course would expand and elevate the meaning]
13 Jan 23
@kevin-eleven saidHey, I'll hang out with you, Kev, so open a beer for me
I have this bad feeling that I am either making too much incontrovertible sense, or everyone else has retreated into their K11-free zones.
🙂
@earl-of-trumps saidHere you go, @Earl. Sorry that it's just a Monte Carlo. I did chill it, though.
Hey, I'll hang out with you, Kev, so open a beer for me
🙂
P.S. -- I'm pretty much winding down for the night. Hoping you have cool dreams and wake up more refreshed than expected.
Here's a lullaby for you:
Doberman Infinity -- "Do or Die"
@rookie54 saidwe try to scry the patterns
stop making sense
let the words be yours, i'm done with mine
i'm just a dirty white boy
and compose some things ourselves
but meaning doesn't come from rhymes
like delves or elves or shelves
@kevin-eleven saidSome poetry is good.
we try to scry the patterns
and compose some things ourselves
but meaning doesn't come from rhymes
like delves or elves or shelves
It calms a hysterical mind.
Some hysteria is good.
It balms a poetical find.
But poetical hysteria is bad.
The resultant: Stoicism and rhyme.