sounds like my house......I meticulously cultivate dust bunnies and their offspring.....I have five cats.........not sure how it happened.....but they do live here......a letter to dust is quite novel indeed.....
judih-- thanks a lot. this typer is a 'monarch 5' from the late 1920s...
aaaand, the cats like to spin. they do.
st-- intertextual topological visions.
i'm married to multimedia. makes for a life of jealousy & imprecation.
or words, noise & art.
thanks for lookin, sire.
joel-- i love dirt.
thanks sir. i've been relishing making these things. moments of inspiration & luck.
and i like to talk. thanks again, for lookin.
h-- thanks much for lookin. it's another dusty day.
saw- yes it's just how it happens. i try to sweep. sometimes. cld use it today.
i've been writing as many letters as possible. maybe one of them'll get there.
thanks for looking.
thanks again, alla ye.
godless & songless, western man dances with the stuffed gorilla through all the blind alleys of a dead-end world.
You love dirt and relish its making;
I'm with dirt that relishes taking--
dance with dust and make it pant
for breath with lively rave and rant
till something new becomes extant
with an address for its mail--
where good intentions hail--
and write to it in friendly banter,
make its frame your life's decanter--
lest all its livings fail--
but if it falls on paper dead
let me read its dusty headstone,
pass it down, tradition burried--
all the lovely thoughts you've carried
in the dirts of arts' we're partaking where
you've loved dirt and relished its making;
I'm with dirt still relishing taking.
"Every genuinely religious person is a heretic, and therefore a revolutionary" -- GBShaw