limbs * floppy longish things attached to my torso but some say they're not as important as my genitals. 000220 ... miniver Hereupon, I should have liked to write some sad appendages poem -- that is, a poem about limbs, and things limby. Limbous. ("Limbed", I think, though it's not as fun.) It probably would have had some meaning. And, maybe an unappreciated "4". Would it have been a sad poem, or a poem about sad appendages, I wonder. 000302 ... lotusflower those long limbs hurry so fast, forward, onward racing time your two steps to my four. i have to skip like a little girl to catch up. 000302 what's it to you? who go blather from