Blink
There was once this man called Me
Who, everyday, would have coffee
But whatever he’d do,
And whichever the brew,
He’d just blink, and remain sleepy.
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12.3.10
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On thoughts and sighs. New places and old times. Of darkness and rhyme and whisky. Honesty and the unreal. On today and tomorrow and hope and nothing.
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