Saturday, September 26, 2015

7214. YOU WANT I SHOULD

YOU WANT I SHOULD
Wet down the front of your pants legs? Will that
solve the problem you're having. Yet I am blind and
I still can see. Walk me through these tangled shrubs
and bring me to where the willows meet. Here, as well,
the old canal meets the river again  -  where they once 
had mules dragging barges, it was here they disembarked
the freight and loaded up. All the tiny villages and settlements
awaiting, yes they all had people waiting. Things and supplies.
The paints and screws and hardware people needed. The rest
they managed themselves. The tall guy, yeah he made ladders,
and everyone bought from him, or they shared. Isn't that, too, a
just-so-funny coincidence, the tall guy making the ladders?

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