As I was going up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish, he'd go away
As I was sitting in my chair,
I knew the bottom wasn't there,
Nor legs nor back, but I just sat,
Ignoring little things like that.
------"Antigonish", by Hughes Mearns.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
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wonderful. wish i was equally inspired. perhaps should [again] blame the inspid cityscape and people around me.
hmm...are you still at sentosa?
i am. but i meant singapore. why do you ask? are you visiting?
no no...just checking.
though not for long [satisfied smirk!]
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