Saturday, July 25, 2009

Is it such a big fucked up problem

If this Monday to Friday thing stops happening. And it just stops now?

When the brittle privet hedges stop being so high and furthermore, stopping me retrieving the ball?

It's the question not worth answering. Because the answer would be in the proper view again

So, here's the time to scrub that out, and go live in a shed up a hill

And finally contemplate the small circle I keep making smaller

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