What’s this? A showing of artistry?
Perhaps this will serve to momentarily assuage my
crippling fears of abandonment.
Drat! I despise the work of those dastardly minimalists!
I fear, now more than ever, that I will remain alone until
the end times.
Curse this emptiness that gnashes about within mine heart.
Certainly, if ever there was one that stood chained to alone-ity,
it would be I.
Oh, the Fates!
We have found one another and now we embrace joy
as if it were a lass we knew in Middle School, also named
But a ponderance towards an unfettered existence
makes me question our relationship.
What to do? What to do?
This has been a presentation by Steve Delahoyde and Waki Gamez.
(Return tomorrow for another.)
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