EMBARGO
OK. I won't do any more of this
if you done't do any more of that.
And the windmills may turn and
the high clouds pass over. The
next time it's early morning I'm
going to pretend it's late at night.
Leave this day shift for the shift
work I've imagined : ringing the
station with yellow balloons and
handing out frogs to the locals.
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Two young boys were intent
on reading the boxes - each
word decreed something, they
were sure. It was kind of cool
to see : omens and portents,
and comments and intents.
How would they learn any
more than this?
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I turned to face the other way,
and found there was no other
way to turn. (But am I old
enough to learn)?
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