FROSTING ON WHAT CAKE?
I never rode on the way-back machine
but the things I surmised turned out
better than that and more fruitful for
me. Like the guy who invented
whipped butter, I went happily
along my way seeking a better
bread to ladle it upon?
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I never really knew storm clouds
coming - until they actually arrived
and brought the storm. So, in essence,
they never came along? Always seeming
to be awake, I watched a thousand nights
go by, one piquant episode of time after
another, and then begin again : Divide
my life into chapters, you may. I've
always read Forwards and Introductions.
Afterwards cause me dismay.
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