Tuesday, September 19, 2006

ABOUT MY SHELL

Ten times it was admired and then it turned grey, but you can hardly remember that because by then you had departed for that amazing career as a painter of other men's children. Wonderful how we stayed friends all those years with nothing to work on together.

4 comments:

  1. Anonymous2:17 PM

    Amazing!

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  2. Anonymous4:15 AM

    Thanks...it's helping.

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  3. Anonymous12:16 PM

    Here is one of my third problems:

    I played the sax

    By day it sounded like a feast

    By night it showed me a tender side that filled me with fear

    I never played the sax again

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