THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Saturday, 11 January 2014
There is a lover at the door.
'Love is not I but We, Come in, sit down and taste our meat'.
So we did sit, and learn, and drink, and roar, and smoke, and touch, and float,
and think, and praise, and eat.
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