“. . . That's what my work is about, the collapse of everything, of meaning, of language, of values, of art, disorder and dislocation wherever you look, entropy drowning everything in sight . . . " --William Gaddis
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WOW - now I'm depressed.
Great poem! I love the "drowning in entropy." It describes what's going on around me as my house slowly collapses.
Well! You've got a lot of nerve, sneaking into my yard without even stopping to say hello.
PS: I'm running away from home today, wanna come along?
It somehow reminds me of one of my favorite movies.
"Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand."
Look at all those different fences!
Is everything ok, Laurie?;-)
Hmmmmm....thought provoking....have to stop now and look out the windows to lift my spirits again!!!
Cool.
Gaddis and Laurie, pull up a chair.
Fences, fences, fences.
I can relate.
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