STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind
For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery"
Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Swimming through the Quilt
Swimming through the quilt, the clothopus darns its way through life. Feeding on lint and moths and other less wholesome things. One wonders what it thinks about, it's eye gives no clue nor warmth.
That would be a handy little varmint! Much like the rhinocerii that inhabit our lashes...
ReplyDeleteI'm always a little freaked out thinking of those beasties.
ReplyDeleteBest not to, I find. Glad they don't often stampede...
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