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flist cleanup

Hey y'all,

I've done a bit of a friendslist cleanup - if we don't interact on here and/or if you don't post much or ever (or we don't interact and you post a lot) and/or we never met in person and/or if I am also following you on dreamwidth, chances are I just deleted you from my friendslist ... nothing personal, but I only have so much time to keep up with this thing here, and ... you know ... stuff. If you want back on, holler! (Though all I really do is cross-post my blog entries these days, and they're all public anyway).

I was quite uncertain who some of the people on my flist actually are, since most of you go by names that aren't your real ones ... which is fine, but might have meant I deleted you by mistake. So, as I said - holler! (And: sorry!)

If you're still on and you post on dreamwidth and here, then I am probably going to remove you in the next couple of days, unless you let me know that you'd rather be followed here than there - I am trying to keep up with both, but reading things twice is not productive. So, just so you know!

Also, I think you're all fine people, really and truly - we just didn't intersect all that much, so it's nothing personal, just a case of parallel rather than intersecting lives... .

Also, if you want to defriend me: go ahead, no hard feelings (ok, except if we're good friends, then I would definitely be somewhat bewildered and worried [lets be honest here])!!!

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Late, late to the party

Originally published at Gethe and Goth. You can comment here or there.

Late, late to the party (2011)

I had turned
my face, my ears, away
from music for a long time.
Tuned myself away,
too far to hear your melodies;
your harmonies; your song.

Now here/hear then these words, all I can craft in return,
obscure black pixels on glowing screens
the most imperfect reply.

if answers you’re looking for, out here,
if answers should find you,
if you ever come by here,
these seven (#7) (for a secret) then are mine (never told):
I’m very sorry;
I hope you’re well.
I wish you all the best, should you find this.
And should you never find this -
well, my wishes stand,
(have stood),
just the same, in the silence.
Take care -
(‘ -, Friend.’ Robin Hood would say fondly, were [s]he allowed).


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