Whenever We Find a tune
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Whenever We Find a Tune


I meet each morning in my bedroom with a shrug and I say, "Fuck you, morning". Then I jump out of bed and start quietly singing, "Fuck you, morning. Fuck you". I run out the front door into the street where all my neighbours are standing hand in hand, gently swaying and singing in beautiful harmony like a gospel choir, "Fuck you, morning. Fuck you". And a young woman in the line with a powerful voice begins to vocalise above the harmony—some of us pull out cigarette lighters and hold them lit above our heads. And as she reaches her crescendo the chorus fades, and we tentatively let go of each other’s hands and slowly return to our houses and homes to eat breakfast and get ready for work.
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Hello E7#9,
I can always appreciate a plithy prose poem. And the morning replies in unison with me, fuck you, too. Usually in a good way.
Mark
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(08-22-2024, 07:57 PM)Mark A Becker Wrote:  Hello E7#9,
I can always appreciate a plithy prose poem. And the morning replies in unison with me, fuck you, too.  Usually in a good way.
Mark

I must confess, I don't know what the word "plithy" means. I suspect it's joycean but am embarrassed to say I can't place it. If I were to guess I would say it's from Finnegans Wake, a portmanteau of "pithy" and "lithe"—concise and flexible. So, I'll take it as a compliment.
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Collapsed We Swear Wrote:I must confess, I don't know what the word "plithy" means. I suspect it's joycean but am embarrassed to say I can't place it. If I were to guess I would say it's from Finnegans Wake, a portmanteau of "pithy" and "lithe"—concise and flexible. So, I'll take it as a compliment.

HA! This bad typist added 'L' to pithy, so please don't be embarrassed. I must say, you took a wonderfully creative guess at my mangled word, though. I take your amalgam as a compliment. I was not attempting to be deep- only pithy.

Collapsed We Swear Wrote:I must confess, I don't know what the word "plithy" means. I suspect it's joycean but am embarrassed to say I can't place it. If I were to guess I would say it's from Finnegans Wake, a portmanteau of "pithy" and "lithe"—concise and flexible. So, I'll take it as a compliment.

HA! This bad typist added 'L' to pithy, so please don't be embarrassed. I must say, you took a wonderfully creative guess at my mangled word, though. I take your amalgam as a compliment. I was not attempting to be deep- only pithy.
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#5
Hahaha you all make me giggle. I do get waking up and just being like "NAW BRO NAW"
I have had these lyrics floating around head..trying to stay out of depressive states after being in the psych ward.

verse whatever -
Still waters are calling me.
You are the friend I want to be
in my head, You know I can sing
until meds make me cant breathe

chorus -
its a good day
sunshine makes me believe it
And I know you know
a smile makes the daze go
curly hair and rainbows

its a good day to pray
to the goddess or priestess
or who you may
and I know you know
a smile can make your
daze go by

Verse 2
still puddles calling me....
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
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