
So, in keeping with this somewhat morbid theme of the last week or so- some thoughts on typically Germanic iconography.

-an ancient armadillo/asleep for centuries/in the cellar of the Kremlin/raises its horny head/opens its square third eye/and looks around blinking/and then at last/
unglues its great gut mouth/ and utters/ecstatic static.
-from
Lawrence Ferlinghetti- "Moscow in the Wilderness, Segovia in the Snow. (I will take you somewhere old.)
I bought a new hat from one of those outdoor mall kiosks- it didn't change my smile, though.
borrowed from Terunobu Fujimori
Yes I guess I appropriate (so much nicer word than steal-)
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