Do not want to hear bells! Bells!?? Weather!! One wit wrote, Every time that bloody bell rings it gets foggy! Stop it! But he didn't control weather, he just wanted to warn the ships in the bay. My wife can't sleep! Turn that light off!
Some seven score and several more miles from the clay-blue lias and freckled-gorse of linty shores this very evening, in my gut, I sense the push and the pull of her greasy tide. Psychic fingertips! Intuitive! In your town, I'm grounded; hopeless streets divide, not rivers in torrential flow, but stagnant fossil fuel & … Continue reading … electric! Flicker!