I was invited for chilli along with some other classmates by a fellow student who put it out over the facebook
any time after 3pm
I arrived at 4.30 by which time the inviter was a little stoned, no-one else had arrived yet
we shared a bowl of chilli in the living room - the sofa was made up as a bed and there was also a bed in the room (London student houses look for maximum occupation)
a housemate was having noisy sex above our heads
The Dream Songs as Epic.
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As I said back in 2014, John Berryman is one of my favorite American poets,
and I welcome the imminent appearance of Only Sing: 152 Uncollected Dream
Songs...
6 hours ago
Ahh!The old days.Thin plywood partitions between sleeper and humper.
ReplyDeleteI had erased those days from my memory Di
DeleteIt seems that some things never change!
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it was like being in an episode of 'The Young Ones'
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