Wrote a (bad) poem once in which I tried to imagine what would happen if/when Sisyphus made it to the top of the hill. Total anticlimax. A lot of dried weeds and a faint echo of Turkey in the Straw from an ice cream truck on the National Mall, which lies adjacent to the underworld. All the sweat dried and he wished his loincloth were warmer
Maybe struggle is better. Pls. don't stop, Michael Yates. The world needs you and Louis Proyect. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Groups.io Links: You receive all messages sent to this group. View/Reply Online (#6003): https://groups.io/g/marxmail/message/6003 Mute This Topic: https://groups.io/mt/80235798/21656 -=-=- POSTING RULES & NOTES #1 YOU MUST clip all extraneous text when replying to a message. #2 This mail-list, like most, is publicly & permanently archived. #3 Subscribe and post under an alias if #2 is a concern. -=-=- Group Owner: [email protected] Unsubscribe: https://groups.io/g/marxmail/leave/8674936/1316126222/xyzzy [[email protected]] -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
