Inventory Ants carrying terrorist caravans backpack turtles and what I carry apart from clothes some dosh a comb my pocketknife right front pocket in the blue chute laptop phone notebook and pen window wipers another story military toothpick antacid tablets shirt pocket right reading glasses left a poem folded up in my wallet that a friend gave me called Mahakala what is glory left front pocket my loose change
I really enjoyed your inventory ... it seems to me like the start of something else, scribbled notes from a lengthier narrative. I wanted it to continue you (in some shape or form ... what happens next etc?)
how those coins rattle their being
ReplyDeleteHa they rattle...
DeleteI really enjoyed your inventory ... it seems to me like the start of something else, scribbled notes from a lengthier narrative. I wanted it to continue you (in some shape or form ... what happens next etc?)
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Kristen, I shall think on that!
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Deleteso many dreams
are carried hard
to know where
to begin