Posted January 28, 2014 by mykwerks in Uncategorized. 5 Comments
were you to find her dead in the snow it could be forever zero
Posted by sofieonecrow on January 28, 2014 at 10:51 pm
Sometimes, the heart doesn’t break…sometimes, it freezes to death.
Posted by Roderick Robinson on January 29, 2014 at 7:01 am
Clever from a semantic point of view; gruesome in that I am unable to rid myself of the conviction that you have someone specific in mind.
Posted by mykwerks on January 29, 2014 at 8:53 am
The Crow: is that an original?
RR (Toney?… R. Toney, your rapper name?) The seed was in a sad, and I suppose gruesome thought, yes. Dangerous weather to be alone in here. Incapacitation would mean death in short order.
Posted by sofieonecrow on January 29, 2014 at 12:42 pm
Yes. It is my interpretation of what you wrote – my first thought in response to reading it, anyway. Perhaps it is too revealing. Perhaps I should have put it on the mantelpiece for a day or two?
Posted by mykwerks on January 29, 2014 at 6:41 pm
No need to show restraint, in fact you are very perceptive.
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