#131 … Yorick’s Riddles, luv poems for utilitarian things …

It is perspiration season here on the prairie, its’ even hotter in other places.  “To whit” (as he credits this moment) Yorick notes the pain, and remembers the burdens of flesh; and, even a skeleton appreciates certain contraptions.

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If all goes well, and the fires don’t spread into prairie-digital worlds, then next Friday Yorick will provide an answer.