Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Melbourne Airport
Today's strange thought: I wonder why This person I have not talked to, I do not know Nor even know about Is company. I fear his leaving Just a little. Perhaps because he Smiles to his book And sits on the floor, Despite his suit.
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I like him already!
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