I swear I've seen an animation of this image somewhere, but maybe I dreamt it.
Thought you'd like it. I hesitated on the post title. When I finally settled on something ambiguous yet unequivocal, I thought of you. Not that you're either and I know that ambiguous paired w/ unequivocal may seem like an oxymoron, but in the case of this title it's not: love is inherently ambiguous, that time no longer loves is not.
Anyhoo, it seemed to express a darker cynicsism, which I often find in your poems--which is itself good in that it offers a balanced perspective: life isn't always sweet. You often, very sweetly mind you, remind your readers of this. I like that combination.
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Very nice. I like.
I swear I've seen an animation of this image somewhere, but maybe I dreamt it.
Thought you'd like it. I hesitated on the post title. When I finally settled on something ambiguous yet unequivocal, I thought of you. Not that you're either and I know that ambiguous paired w/ unequivocal may seem like an oxymoron, but in the case of this title it's not: love is inherently ambiguous, that time no longer loves is not.
Anyhoo, it seemed to express a darker cynicsism, which I often find in your poems--which is itself good in that it offers a balanced perspective: life isn't always sweet. You often, very sweetly mind you, remind your readers of this. I like that combination.
Darker cynicsism comes out of my pores only because it's dark up here most of the time. I'm a smiley smile cheeba pet when left in the desert.
"I'm a smiley smile cheeba pet when left in the desert."
Yes, I've seen you smile and it wasn't even in the desert.
More cheeba for everyone. That's my wish.
Oh christ! I mean CHIA pet! I am truly so meta in my slip ups though.
Perfect slip up. It provided a puntastic opportunity: More Cheeba (pet) or Morcheeba (the band)?
Depending on the day, one might want more of both.
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