Thought for a Sunshiny Morning
It costs me never a stab nor squirm
To tread by chance upon a worm.
“Aha, my little dear,” I say,
“Your clan will pay me back one day.”
– Dorothy Parker
Thought for a Sunshiny Morning
It costs me never a stab nor squirm
To tread by chance upon a worm.
“Aha, my little dear,” I say,
“Your clan will pay me back one day.”
– Dorothy Parker
Creeped me out, the picture. It’s simple but suggests so much, like a finger creeping out of a sarcophagus, or a worm crawling into one to munch on a still-living body. Such a fat worm…….