Hi Ku Cat

[butters]

Only a dozen? Even tho' they're free? You could stock up, you know, for the lean times.

hi tess

what with time
and distance
our love story's interdimensional

 

[HarryHill]

Only a dozen? Even tho' they're free? You could stock up, you know, for the lean times.

hi tess

what with time
and distance
our love story's interdimensional

And trans-diagonal

 

[butters]

And trans-diagonal

do what?

sometimes
the man speaks
and i'm left be-riddled

 

[butters]

isn't technology wonderful though?
there was me in a coffee shop with a cream-topped mocha
in cloudy dagenham
speaking with you
so far away across the restless blue
via here!

oh, that's triangulation i guess

 

[HarryHill]

isn't technology wonderful though?
there was me in a coffee shop with a cream-topped mocha
in cloudy dagenham
speaking with you
so far away across the restless blue
via here!

oh, that's triangulation i guess

triangular? ménage a Mocha latté?

 

[butters]

triangular? ménage a Mocha latté?

ohhhhhhhhhhh *penny drops*

 

[butters]

welcome home, baby

*pours the coffee*

 

[HarryHill]

welcome home, baby

*pours the coffee*

butters, I'm home

 

[butters]

butters, I'm home

this portal
electronic bubble
fay nest floating in the ether
harbouring solar ripples

 

[HarryHill]

this portal
electronic bubble
fay nest floating in the ether
harbouring solar ripples

you're buried like a hamster, Love
in a nest of notes
just a nose showin, snoring, scoot over

 

[butters]

and the 'puter said
"HarryHill
has exceeded their stored
private messages quota..."

bath awaits, then i'll try resending my reply to your last

 

[HarryHill]

and the 'puter said
"HarryHill
has exceeded their stored
private messages quota..."

bath awaits, then i'll try resending my reply to your last

the whole world gone glitchy
sent all my fishy notes
down to the e-bin
spontaneous regeneration
it's safe to resend

 

[butters]

conned cat
ku'fd off~
work-related, not binary boys...
cheese 'n' chorizo pizza,
whisky splashed in cherry coke,
chillin', feet up,
waiting for my moggy mister,
fur starting to settle

 

[HarryHill]

conned cat
ku'fd off~
work-related, not binary boys...
cheese 'n' chorizo pizza,
whisky splashed in cherry coke,
chillin', feet up,
waiting for my moggy mister,
fur starting to settle

..
Old mister Mog comes strolling in
licks your ears n head bumps your chin
noses in Ku's fur, purrz

 

[HarryHill]

And as the days of Autumn call
early morning fog a shroud
covering the dead carcass of Summer
say hello to fall

 

[HarryHill]

Your box is full, cant push any more inside

 

[butters]

Your box is full, cant push any more inside

gimme 5 and i'll clear more spaces

 

[butters]

you're full up too

but this... 'skittles'?

yanno, i think it rings a vague bell.... maybe beer n skittles. there was once a pub table-top game that had popularity back in the early 20th century, maybe even earlier http://www.seasonedgifts.co.uk/uploads/4/1/3/6/41361423/s191140193231680838_p112_i1_w425.jpeg
that'd fit the bill, too


ready to nap with you, doughnut boy ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz

 

[HarryHill]

you're full up too

but this... 'skittles'?

yanno, i think it rings a vague bell.... maybe beer n skittles. there was once a pub table-top game that had popularity back in the early 20th century, maybe even earlier http://www.seasonedgifts.co.uk/uploads/4/1/3/6/41361423/s191140193231680838_p112_i1_w425.jpeg
that'd fit the bill, too


ready to nap with you, doughnut boy ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz

..
Ah, you solved it, beer n skittles... It's not all beer n skittles ... was wondering where these fit it wasn't making sense. nap sounds good I'll clear a spot first

 

[butters]

12:32/06:32

and she wonders if he's still asleep
or restless, wakeful, wanderin'
the house for nibbles, coffee,
mind chasing ghosts
waiting for a pale sun's rise
to highlight dancing motes...
he should be sleeping
buried under stormy skies
waiting it out
like the old white dog
head between paws
patiently watches the rain from his dry spot
knowing rabbits twitch in their burrows
dreaming of green days and blood on the grass

 

[HarryHill]

12:32/06:32

and she wonders if he's still asleep
or restless, wakeful, wanderin'
the house for nibbles, coffee,
mind chasing ghosts
waiting for a pale sun's rise
to highlight dancing motes...
he should be sleeping
buried under stormy skies
waiting it out
like the old white dog
head between paws
patiently watches the rain from his dry spot
knowing rabbits twitch in their burrows
dreaming of green days and blood on the grass

..
Awake yet blurry eyes
open again to the pregnant skies
looking into a sea of green
an island of brown underneath the trees
electronic waves lap the shore
roaring static in coffee scented silence
a faint ''ding' from a kitchen
breakfast, waiting for the downpour

 

[butters]

'...in coffee scented silence'

nice. very nice.

*goes to make some*

 

[HarryHill]

Metaphoric Weather

I've gone from sweat to shiver,
the ache in my bones rises,
grown from where are ya to
there you are.
I waver in the force, surprised;
the suddenness of it's strike
leaves me.
gasping.

kiss me again

 

[HarryHill]

this portal
electronic bubble
fay nest floating in the ether
harbouring solar ripples

..
Solar Ripples! Oh you beauty.

 

[HarryHill]

Sharing Ripples in a water tank