Eeksy-Peeksy

augury doggerel

Saturday, September 20, 2003

Lull

After work, a woman with a small girl heaves bread at ducks. It's harder than you know before it's you and a kid and forty unnoticing ducks. They are left with nothing to do but home. The ducks don't care. They aren't eating. I think they're listening to me sing as high and soft as I can sing without attracting lonely policemen.

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