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Archive for January, 2018

Sunday, January 21st, 2018

 

Always there is that conversation you have to have but wish you had never had

Saturday, January 20th, 2018

 

I feel a little sleepy this afternoon
but I’ll perk up when the gilded clarinet is delivered
“around 4” according to the woman on the phone

Friday, January 19th, 2018

 

97.5% of the time the word “prescription” occurs
in a sentence that is quite depressing

Thursday, January 18th, 2018

 

My passion for cream cakes and squidging them
into tosspots’ faces has never left me

Wednesday, January 17th, 2018

 

There is a room not far away from here full of boys
it smells like boys The three or four girls can’t
make a dent in the atmosphere but it’s the girls who
offer the best possibilities for the gathering of garlands

Tuesday, January 16th, 2018

 

Herds of underdeveloped underlings take a heck of a lot of looking after
and these days looking after myself takes up most of my spare time thank you very much –

Monday, January 15th, 2018

 

Recently Mrs. Baxter was invited on to local radio to be part of a panel on dust in the 21st century but she had to decline because she had a hair appointment. I thought she could have changed it but apparently Marco’s booked up solid for a month.

Sunday, January 14th, 2018

 

Beethoven wrote a lot of stuff.
He played the piano pretty good.
Sometimes it was only in his head.

Saturday, January 13th, 2018

 

I have always liked songs about insects
I used to like that one by the Incredible String Band
– the one about the caterpillar

Friday, January 12th, 2018

 

Of course it’s neat
I like neat
That’s also easy for you to say