Saturday, October 30, 2004


There are a few lodgers, I see. The trailer man comes round that often she's probably charging rent. Divorcing the wife, so I was Fayrely told.. or was it the other way round? Either way, stud or studied, they're in my space. The space I paid for.
The space they know as mine.
Might be in a freezer now but still..trickling about.
And then there are the others. The ones that call. There's an ample sufficiency.

Now the ones that call are not the usual ones. They seem to have drifted off. Still, that's life. Roundabouts and Swings. It's all Roundabouts and Swings.

Now what was it I heard about the holidays?

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