The jagged teeth of the Rocky mountains
Remind me of something
Communicating
Some mortal truth
Beauty, once again, beauty
And I
Not really loving it. I have that first line in my head and I don’t know what to do with it.
I should have my head checked, going against my gut.
Actually, I really like it now.
One never really can tell.
you should post it on https://www.ilovephilosophy.com/
Yeah I know. A drowning crab grasps at anything.
Don’t hate me Naus. I’m only human.
I’m done now.
Dents déchiquetées… hmmm…
Grand Tetons is a lot easier to pronounce.
Why do the movies “the jerk” and “planes, trains, and automobiles” both apply so much these days? …or maybe it’s just the actor who plays in both movies … and other movies he’s in? He’s one of my favorite actors, but I don’t remember his name. That’s horrible.
You are being silly. I said it only in jest.
Why on earth would i hate you?
We all have our things.
He does that. It endears you to him. Prolly worked on his mom up to a certain point.
Okay, that was just needlessly savage lol
How? I said it was endearing. And anyone with a mom knows every mom has a point past which your shit doesn’t work anymore.
I don’t think one knows whether one likes a poem one wrote until enough time has passed that one naturally reads it as anybody else would: from the outside, without knowing the context of inspiration.
I wonder if that ever happened to García Márquez. I can’t imagine it could. The amount of inspiration every story is steeped in. He must have lived in some half cloud of linguistic fantasy constantly.
Though I almost guarantee you that conversation with him must have been dry and concrete to the extreme.