... Miss Anne Thropery
is merely
the disastrous literary
direction that the lanyardery
foisted upon a once fairly ok
population, merely as they have been too lazy
to pimp the better books: Michael K
( subtlest lige affirmin philosophy
dressed up in rather nihilistic costume)
Rachel Cusk,
if a fine half breed one must
(she alone knew its all a bit subtler
than livin with or without a butler)
All of Georgie girl Elliot's except for showbiz Middlemarch
Silas... and Felix especially
(" hmm im stuck .. what is ' Jew' really...
perhaps to know is not for me
but he is equal even if other, humanity"
a bok rather vague and waffly
on the unsayable,
deliberately)
And then wow the Zemyatin. We...
magnificent ... Leo's equal...possibly
I'm the opposite of one if them Missy Thropes
do your actual job as pimper if god books
rather than lazy lanyardin to same old
Wutherin' and Austen....
is the only way one might inculcate hope...
Life is not a joke ( a bard line
99.9% of all the rest...mine
and i couldnt write or even think
never mind have the aplomb
to truth word bomb
and terrible poesie
until all of life was sucked down the sink)
