the french call it a scierie
which I like the sound of
it’s more like what a saw sounds like
seeee-reeee
when it slices old wood
at dawn or anytime
But let the mind beware that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious. –Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
the french call it a scierie
which I like the sound of
it’s more like what a saw sounds like
seeee-reeee
when it slices old wood
at dawn or anytime