revisions in limbo

[bobbyburns]

what room lies dormant somewhere
in a crossed and overlapped tumult of
knotted paper sheets, all caught and coiled and wrapping around,
until the words become a polka-dotted swarm of
overcompensated meaning, fading like a whispering breath

"sometimes it feels like that mirror is
gonna break if I ever find out what's on
the other side," she said

 

[Ou Be Low hoo]

Bobbyb, you bugger! I'm gonna comment on your latest master-work as long as you comment on my own piece of genius...deal?

You remind me of an early Joyce mixed with what that guy from thingamejigg wrote about wotsit...

I like this:

crossed and overlapped tumult

This is nice:

words become a polka-dotted swarm of
overcompensated meaning, fading like a whispering breath

And this makes me think "Oooo, mysterious...":

"sometimes it feels like that mirror is
gonna break if I ever find out what's on
the other side," she said

In conclusion you write like Lynch makes movies. - You love me now, right?

 

[Irene Wilde]

Mr Burns, you continue to be the coolest.

Irene Wilde

 

[bobbyburns]

I'm glad you guys liked it.