.: A Bug's Blog



A passive/aggressive right at the edge of something nasty. That’s how I always describe things when asked to do it. Not that anyone ever does but that doesn’t stop me. At least not when its called for. So yes, I look out and see nothing stirring. Nothing to make my curvilinear body jump with excitement at the passage of grace. Sometimes some of my many legs retire and refuse to step over endless passages that seem to stretch over to unknown locations where no bug has ever been. That’s when I start blending curves into similarities.


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