oh hear me my wise brothers of the c and m

i ponder this question. how it keeps me up late at night. and so i seek your guidance and your knowing hands.
i'm missing something in my life--
and the only ready conclusion:
surely i'm not giving or getting enough comovedy

but where has it gone? and what, if ever, can one do about attaining that drug like quality that falls neatly somewhere in between? how do we unlock the mellifluent
ove
stuck there in the center?

perhaps this change i feel and hear from you once and likely boys belting your boisterous bwats and swidts doesn’t mark an end or a void, but merely represents a new phase. comovedy has transmogrified into a new sphere of being. and through these border crossings—literal and metaphysical—it must be viewed through a new lens and enacted in uncharted ways.

we couldn’t expect something as complex as the comovedy to remain static. these changes and influences, even very recently, upon its structure are pervasive. however tangentially, the ideology now crosses genders and national boundaries. raising the issue, similarly, of the fracturing of voices and the deconstruction of the locus of power. this decentralization of the comovedic minds thereby lends even greater change to the once collective and collected triadic conversation. this fragmentation of perspectives and individualized concepts of interpretation suggest not that comovedy is dead, but that, just perhaps, we’re moving into a post-comovedy phase.*

shrug
eh?

* or it could all just be rubbish that i’ve written whilst waiting for my laundry to finish.

[i wrote and then tried to publish this post at around 3:30am, but the bastard system wasn't working. bastard.]