in the dissonant stillness
entirely unwell, depressed
perhaps or more accurately
avidly lost, her distressed damsel
eyes wide & carefully shadowed
hiding the edge of rage & still
waiting & waiting,
the aging ing�nue
arranges herself
gracefully across
the ground
ready for rescue
(me)
sep 99
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... i have thoughts about the damsel, but no time to compose them. later?
Oh yes.
Also: you should write fiction. That, at least, is how I'm gettin' my damsel on.
Ooh, damsel.
bugs!
there are always bugs.
...hey, wuh, where am I?
This is cool. Entropy, isn't that,like, the fifth law of thermodynamics or something like that. Or is the reference also to misanthropy?
You sure do got some purty bugs around here lady!