- Nine reasons to Just Vote for Biden, You Insolent Shit.
- Cigarette Bunnies 1 & 2.
- Biggerer at other place, I've caught myself in tablet wondering what more I should be doing there, here, everywhere.
- Sleepy Joe.
- I've got Doctor Sevrin ears.
- COMPUTER: Warning, main fusion reactors will overload in six minutes.
QUARK: Are you telling me we're the only ones still locked in?
ODO: This forcefield must be on a separate system from the others.
QUARK: But why go to so much trouble to keep people out of the Security office?
ODO: It's not to keep people out, it's to keep me in. I suppose during the occupation the Cardassians considered their security chief a security risk.
QUARK: And I know why.
ODO: Oh, do you?
QUARK: It's because they knew you were an honourable man. The kind of person who would do the right thing regardless of the circumstances. And now your integrity is going to get us both killed. I hope you're happy.
- Three cats, last night:
HOW TO JUDGE
To those whose city is taken give glass
pockets. To those whose quiver gapes give queens
and pace their limbs with flutes, ropes, cups of soft
juice. To those whose threshold vacillates give
that bruise the dust astonished. To falling
heroes give raucous sibyls’ polished knees.
To those who sip nectar give teeth. And if
they still sip nectar—give green chips of wood.
To swimmers give clocks or rank their hearts
among new satellites as you would
Garbo’s skint lip. To scholars, give dovecotes
to virgins, targets. Justice has nothing on them.
Virgil, sweetheart, even pretty fops need
justice. If they think not let creditors
flank them and watch their vigour quickly flag.
To exiled brides give tiny knives and beads
of mercury then rob them of prudence
for prudence is defunct. To those who fist
clouds, give powder. And if their sullen
wallets flap, give nothing at all. Still
I have not addressed lambent fops
swathed in honey, the stuttering moon
Martyrs, Spartans, Sirens, Mumblers, Pawns
Ventriloquists—or your sweet ego
The Beloved Ego in the plummy light
is you. When I see you in that light
I desire all that has been kept from me
etcetera. For you. Since your rough shirt
reminds me of the first grass
pressing my hips and seeds heads
fringing the sky and the sky
swaying lightly to your scraped
breath, since I hear
panicked, my sister calling
since the gold leaves have all
been lost, and you are at least
several and variegated
I toss this slight thread back
The beloved ego on cold marble
blurs inscription. Hey Virgil
I think your clocked ardour is stuck
in the blue vein on my wrist. It stops
1)those are good-looking catsReplyDelete
2)'sleepy joe' is nicer than 'creepy uncle joe', the sobriquet applied by don jr in a tweet about how
3)stormy daniels' ex-lawyer michael avenatti has endorsed biden - who knows if it's good or bad?