Mr Mascellani's Musings
Friday 23 January 2015
The Rhizome Phone
The Rhizome phone won't leave me alone. It rings and rings. I don't answer it. It wants to forgive me, give me, a gift, offer me hospitality. Ring, ring, ring. Sting, sting, sting. It's no thing. It is the thing.
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