December 6th, 2008

hasui snow scene

Dark and slippery night of the soul

Outside it snows. Inside I huddle in fearful apprehension and shuddering terror. My scars, let me show you them. So I shall meme, thanks to feliciter:

Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.

Thus I do what I've never done, and natter about music.
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