Damp Swells the Wood
drab & dreary
dull & weary
desolate & displaced
Bad weather never heightens a mood
But in a place such as this, one can not imagine it being anything other than damp
This is eastern Europe
Clouds hang low
The people's heads even lower
I shield my eyes from the blinding whiteness of peroxide
Childern loiter
Boredom is rampant
Children nurse children
The homeless mull
*My sister went to Brno & all she brought me was this lousy noose.
Sunday, 27 July 2008
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- I am more than prone to monologues; however, this is solely due to the manner in which they compliment a witty anecdote and their ability to resemble concrete evidence when it is so obviously lacking. I often wish I could emulate that aloof character who coolly stands in the corner smiling mysteriously as if she has a secret. However, I fear resisting the temptation to involve myself in other people’s conflicts and responding through body language rather than verbose banter may come across as contrived and arrogant. And, I am not willing to take that chance.
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