15. Final Unnamed Dawn – “Question” by The Moody Blues: An orchestral beat will hum the unanswerable riff — “why do we never get an answer?” As the storm’s last and longest pull.
Playlist Links↑Above
Young, A Lovestory’s ‘Young Haze Drift’ Playlist (15 Tracks)
Young, a Love Story’
In Vancouver’s multicultural haze, superstorms brewing, hex codes blooming like half-forgotten caresses—three women chase sparks too hot to hold.
Aaesha flings her glint into shadowed verses, tide pulling forbidden.
Maeve dances with a “something” in code’s folds, petals blooming with a lover’s heat.
Willoe rides the sugar sea’s undertow, winnable games roaring into her mother’s wild ghost.
Romantasy of semantic tides and plastic dawns, where “beloved” loses its name—dare you face the strange, or let it bloom unnamed?
Playlist thread ↓ #CliFiRomantasy
#vss365
In an alleyway, in deep rain,
Standing sideways just off of a Vancouver puddle,
She had just sang some choruses of ‘Love will Always Make
You Lonesome’
To an audience of broke, outa-work loggers and miners
When it happened. But I’d have married her anyway. If
she’d only glimpsed over at me. Bet on it, bet on it, I’d marry you any day in the rain. Or in an alleyway.
I am Joe. This is my beat…
#gamble
Don’t forsake me, oh my darling! On a swirling edge of a nowhere’s #remnant….
Our paths may have had many dangers, much jetsam, much flotsam, and
endless mutterings & much sputtering & a vastly suddenly spontaneously intractability, but Hell’s cool comforts would have been a sweet nothing.
#vss365
No, no, I didn’t take it as a negative comment cos I thought my Paperback Writer allusion was pretty blatant anyway? Now as to French? No, although I’m Canadian and studied French at school and even at uni, I never got anywhere near to a ‘reading Catherine Malabou in French’ level. Few people are, not even most of the French ….… so thanks much for your kind comment. 🙏🏼
Dear Sir or Madam,
Will you take a look at my book?
And if you like it
Will you be my body for me?
So that someday I may sing a well-disguised rhapsody
And some sweet new tunes about you losing the
Literary epochē
That has already
doomed your mastery?
Sincerely,
Me.
#vss365 #dear
@aardvarktumult …plus there’s a book by a woman French philosopher titled “Sois Mons Corps” (You Be My Body For Me) that I don’t think ever came out in translation. 🙏🏼
#vss365
I spun once around in my kitchen
with a wet dish in my hand
as if Balanchine had possessed me mid-pirouette
and gravity had politely stepped out for a cigarette.
#gravity
#Diligence#vss365
insomnolent diligences
& all her
nighttimes
were just like her daytime’s
unsociable tenacities
& she was still screaming out for her yellow
answers
on the edge of some impossible
city, as she wrote it…..
#vss365
Too tired
To
Deconstruct
Yo local neuronotions
Today
Coz
Now
Your
…. Love and #Affection is a Moondawg.
On
an
Nondeterminative
Intermittent
Intoning
…. That Issues Ineloquent Howls.
@MidnightRose838 Has all entertainment gotta be ‘art’ tho? 💭 (Even if it is of a literary nature.) This could well be an ‘apples and oranges’ sort of a discussion…