He wandered in off a morning ledge, sat down beside me
and asked, "Do you believe in time?"
I told him that I believed in time for coffee, sex and
late night snacks, but, I didn't believe in clocks.
"Good!", he replied, "then you won't mind if I take
your skillet-handled screamers and your
carpet-sided countenance with me when I go?"
I told him, "as long as you close the door whenever
you leave, you may take anything except
the rose or the raven."
The door closed, and was immediately replaced by a 'No
u turns allowed," sign, so, I guess he's
gone for good.
Yet, at times, I'm not so sure!
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