Friday, July 3, 2009

457. ALL THE ACTIONS OF MY LIFE

ALL THE ACTIONS OF MY LIFE
Having reached your new place -
called Wit's End - I stepped inside.
Your previous decor was not so
attractive: the collection of samovars
on the light blue wall, with the antique
knives you showed in a bevelled
glass case, a tube full of oranges
and a map of old France
(as seen by mariners coming
in from the sea).

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