I DON'T ALWAYS SEE
MY OWN HAPPINESS
Drawn and quartered? At least not yet; that hasn't happened
to me. I shed thirty pounds just thinking of it. And I have
none to spare. Now the easel is at the eraser, and the shadow
is on the line. Just like a mime, I idle my time pretending to
pretend to speak, but knowing really, all the time, I can if I
choose. It's just not the same : like playing at poverty or
death when you know you're rich and have a lot yet to live.
Poorer the man than that, no one is.
to me. I shed thirty pounds just thinking of it. And I have
none to spare. Now the easel is at the eraser, and the shadow
is on the line. Just like a mime, I idle my time pretending to
pretend to speak, but knowing really, all the time, I can if I
choose. It's just not the same : like playing at poverty or
death when you know you're rich and have a lot yet to live.
Poorer the man than that, no one is.
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Marvelling at Angkor Wat? No more you're not.
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