the rooms waiting

theroomswaiting

thewombswaiting

the wombs waiting

a graves waiting

agraveswaiting

aggrievedwaiting

aggrieved waiting

greaves waiting

letemwait 

          they can wait aint donninem somebody kicks me in the shins Im punchinem in the throat

   See Its not tha hard to mergewords and still understand wha hes playfully trying to communicate

no fussbutt

         assumes his readers arent either

1222,  Saturday,  25  2. 23

1928,  Saturday

Hotel Lautreamont our experience of it we recognise everything yet nothing is familiar – not even ourselves “each room is empty until we enter it . . (though) in truth (theyre) abundantly furnished with association necessities echoes of both the known and alien.”