To fall within a dream, i move about the morning, puzzled? Reason being, for a moment, i had thought that i didn’t sleep, how could that be so?
The morning came quick, in the corner of an underground parking lot, i start move about… i could hear the morning traffic moving down the street, by the judge of the amount of cars… It was time to pack-up an make my way to the golden arches… A cigarette, a coffee an i’m well on my way…
After flipping through the province paper, i setup the two hundredth laptop… No i’m just kidding, nonetheless i’m well on my way! Then begin, to hack at poetry.. i say without modesty, i’m beginning to put together, something that i can admit is something like poetry with meaning… Most times, trying to sneak my life into the poem…
So i say with deepening of my heart, “Merry Christmas!”
Merry Xmas from toad!
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