Put it down to the fact that I have been searching for a suitable quote from H.P. Lovecraft to bemoan the fact that both of Joseph Garver's blogs have sunk beneath the sea like Cthulhu's island leaving only circling seagulls & a "Page Not Found" behind.
If I had a time machine I would stage a New Orleans funeral, where we all marched behind the blogcoffin to the mournful strains of "Flee like a bird to the mountain"; & then, after the preacher had cast a sod of earth into the grave & intoned "He was an writer of excellent hay(na)ku until the butcher cut him down", the band would break out into "Didn't he ramble" & we would all head back to a bar to remember him & his works.
But the only time machine I have is the back pages of As/Is from whence comes this hay(na)ku of Joseph's:
On
My bed
Dear Sir, sorry
I
Missed you
Signed, The Monster.
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