in this (my) neighborhood pt.48

Posted on October 23, 2023 by istsfor manity

What I’m Reading:

“Lord, I say, I am shaken;
This mattress of dirt won’t bounce a bug.
I used to sleep on ripples. Now I nap
Where I drop in a pasture of odds and ends.”

— Lewis Meyers / “Going to Chicago”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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