Passion, no matching box
For years I have been plagued by the amateurish feeling of needing to write, nothing to write about. For even more years I have began sentences with the following combination: 'for years'.
My life seems like a deaf/mute version of Verdi - Requiem, Dies Irae, with no audience or catharsis.
How do you call a carpenter thats allergic to wood?
Tell me.
My life seems like a deaf/mute version of Verdi - Requiem, Dies Irae, with no audience or catharsis.
How do you call a carpenter thats allergic to wood?
Tell me.
posted by 420 plagues upon the earth at 4:33 AM
1 Comments:
well, you got lucky - my life is Satie's Furniture Music on a loop
a carpenter who is allergic to wood is a non-botanic person.
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