dear kobo ,,,,,,
,,,,,i can't stop clikking,,,,clikclik,,,,,please excuse me,,,,thanks for your reply,,,,
i do like sand yes,,,,, i would like to hear the story of the woman in the dunes although i like cobbles better,,,,, do you know one about cobbles?,,,,
no never mind just tell me the story of the sand,,,,, i do like sand especially,,,,, apart from cobbles i like it best much better than gravel,,,,i do,,,,
the reason i clik clik,,,like cobbles is they are a better place to hide ,,,,, you would know,,,, being a cobble yourself,,,,,oh i don't mean to be rude,,,o sorry kobo,,,,,you are much more than a cobble,,,
a lobster can lurk in cobbles i am a lobster i like to lurk,,, it is safer from predators there,,,,i don't suppose you have any predators ,,,no of course not,,,,ha ha,,,,silly me,,,,,
but you would laugh kobo to know that if you were a living clam one of your predators might clikclik,,,,be me,,,,i would let you go though yes i would,,,,,
i don't know how i am going to find you,,,,,, what is a window sill,,,,,, i have been asking around ,,,,i don't have many friends to ask,,,,i asked a prawn it said nick off,,,,clikclik,,,,,
but i will not give up,,,,, yes i am a boy i'm glad you are a girl although of course it doesn't mean anything,,,,, i am looking forward to the story of the sand from your own lips,,,,mmm
your friend,
ageless xx
Showing posts with label woman of the dunes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label woman of the dunes. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
The Clam Disarmed
dear ageless, if i may call you ageless,
how touched i was by your commmmunication of yesterday yes indeed i would like to mmeet you unfortunately i do not know where i reside,
until quite recently i did know but now i feel that i am somewhere else. previously i was on a beach i had emmmmerged at last after countless eons from my rock i was enjoying the sun and life was looking up.
i can only think i must have been picked up and transported by supernatural mmmeans to another plane. i hope you can find mme i would like you to. it may not be another plane it mmmay just be a window sill.
thankyou for complimenting me about my writing i read a lot. you would read a lot if you were stuck inside a fossilised shell like mmme. i do not have a pen name but you have made me want one i intend to have one i will take the name of kobo do you like it?
that is because of a book i am reading at the present called woman of the dunes it is all about sand. it is by a japanese writer called kobo abe. it is good i bet you would like it i will tell you about it if you like sand.
well better go now but let us be friends let us try to meet i am a girl by the way i think you are a boy yes?
not that i mmmean anything by that,
your friend,
kobo clamm
ps you were right about the lips, mm.
how touched i was by your commmmunication of yesterday yes indeed i would like to mmeet you unfortunately i do not know where i reside,
until quite recently i did know but now i feel that i am somewhere else. previously i was on a beach i had emmmmerged at last after countless eons from my rock i was enjoying the sun and life was looking up.
i can only think i must have been picked up and transported by supernatural mmmeans to another plane. i hope you can find mme i would like you to. it may not be another plane it mmmay just be a window sill.
thankyou for complimenting me about my writing i read a lot. you would read a lot if you were stuck inside a fossilised shell like mmme. i do not have a pen name but you have made me want one i intend to have one i will take the name of kobo do you like it?
that is because of a book i am reading at the present called woman of the dunes it is all about sand. it is by a japanese writer called kobo abe. it is good i bet you would like it i will tell you about it if you like sand.
well better go now but let us be friends let us try to meet i am a girl by the way i think you are a boy yes?
not that i mmmean anything by that,
your friend,
kobo clamm
ps you were right about the lips, mm.
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