Wednesday, October 31, 2007

990 km


the coffee is brewing in the silver kettle
the air whistles
whistles goodmorning
whissssssstles
i haven't packed my shoes
the flowers i do not water
i forgot again...
the key got lost in the wardrobe
the clock must be mistaken
and my freaky ticket hidden somewhere here
the coffe is brewing
i whistle ..

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