Tuesday, April 23, 2013

a goose standing on one leg . . .

sometimes i feel like a goose standing on one leg by the side of the road, but near enough to a pond that i could swim if i chose to, but i would have to cross the railroad tracks to get there, and that seems like an awful lot of work, so i might as well stay here, by the road and if a car ruffles my feathers, so be it, and maybe, just maybe someone will toss a half eaten cheese sandwich out the window and what a bit of luck that would be, white bread and yellow cheese and a schmear of Miracle Whip, i would have to put my foot down for that kind of fortune, but here i am in the meantime, stretching and unstretching my neck, unbudged by the cloud that momentarily blocks the sun.

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