‘it’s nothing i would go to the public about!’
he pirouettes around the stage in elaborate
pantomime of extraterrestrial essence...
what he is trying to explain is
unobtainable through our base methods
of translation, hence the hexing
ridicule that rises in flurry from the audience
these days reduced to nothing
but a whimper or whisper like ghosts
How little we truly
How little we truly understand each other but how profound the resonance when that rare connection is found!
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Heh, I find it enough a chore
Heh, I find it enough a chore just getting a grasp on oneself; though the polar dynamics do seem tending to affect inevitably friendly eclipses
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes