Wednesday, 2 May 2007

19:30 Prompts

For all I know I was meant to be one of those

Cold Monday Morning, six o'clock, November.

Frogs give notice when the swamp backs up

Please Drive Carefully Through Our Village

Not that it was needed that much


There were lanterns at the outer edge

Tuesday, Tulip

Today the rent is due again

Blank Firs

When they passed through the city, the others knew it first

That night she called his name, not mine

No one needs to know what's ailing me


We took a walk towards the cathedral

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