My friend Karne whenever you turn Zombie (which has been quite a few times in the short time I have known you) I imagine you knitting, rocking and knitting, a bit like my Nana Burgeron but more grotesque and rotting, the kind of knitting where one needle is larger than the other one and it leaves a cool pattern of loops. Puss and blood oozing, you knit and rock in your rocking chair. In my mind you are always using one knitting needle and one sharpened femur, but whose femur it is changes from game to game.
I imagine Robin with a sword composed of words, precise and concise.
I must away to make dinner for the #human family, stay safe #human friends in my #safezone while I do so, see you soon.