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now it's on both my blogs. Death, by Lorca. enjoy.

To Isidore de Blas What effort! What effort the horse makes To be a dog! What effort the dog to become a swallow! What effort the swallow to be a bee! What effort the bee to become a horse! And the horse, what a sharp shaft it steals from the rose! what grey rosiness lifts from its lips! And the rose, what a flock of lights and cries caught in the living sap of its stem! And the sap, what thorns it dreams in its vigil! And the tiny daggers what moon, and no stable, what nakedness, skin eternal and reddened, they go seeking! And I, in the eaves, what a burning seraph I seek and am! But the arch of plaster, how vast, invisible, how minute, without effort! Posted   19th October 2011   by   sgruts  

Saturday Night Live

  all I see in a Google search is glory over SNL 2019 sketches. they were probably happy I didn't write a thing that year. fuckers. Sheri, please. you are so much better than them. it's hate.  it's jealousy.  it's cashing in. They should really go off the air.  Glory days are done.  except for idiots watching.