lumps in the throat. A complete unease of the soul. The tears which refuse to arrive. That feeling of numbness. Oh God let it pass…
My wife sez it all.
Looking at the Abu Gharib pictures I simply brushed them aside and went to the next page in the paper. My wife looked at the picture and cried.
She is still sensitive to what is truly human.
Now it was Mary’s turn. Freddy had died a horrible death with a mug breaking his back and Harpic all over him. Mary landed up in our bathroom and artfully hid in the mop. So she didn’t have a horrible death. She was swiftly transferred to a bucket and dropped at the gate. And there she sat glumly looking at the wall wondering why Freddy didn’t have the same sense she did… *sigh*
Freddy the Frog who appeared in our loo 3 days back disappeared only to reappear and peer at us. However he had a nasty accident with a lot of water being chucked at him and a horrible collision with a mug. His back is probably broken and then he was dragged to the drain and had Harpic chucked at him. Poor guy!
I’m feeling better today. Sugarplums and Turnips!
I see things dimly. The darkness is overwhelming. But at least I can see…
g r e y n e s s d r o w n s m e
h o p e h a s h a d i t s g e n o c i d e
n o t h i n g i s w o r t h a n y t h i n g
u n l e s s m a y b e t h e a r r e s t o f e x i s t e n c e
A nonsense heading actually. What people do for a pun! Yesterday was the great Tull concert. Maybe it was my tiredness, didn’t really enjoy it. Maybe it was the setting, dunno. We had a reasonably good time on stage even though we had bad sound on stage. Yup that’s it no twist as such.