Saturday, March 25, 2006

The kind of thing to be found in my head at 5 A.M.

Gouts of water clatter down the gutter
Like trout sprouting will-wings to fling themselves up their river
I can't compel my body down into sleep

2 Comments:

Anonymous John Thullen said...

Those (t's) in "Gouts", "water" "clatter",
"gutter", "trout", and "sprouting"
imbue the "t" in "can't" with insurmountable insomnia.

You may have cured my narcolepsy.

26/3/06 11:10  
Blogger rilkefan said...

Irresistable force meets immovable object?

26/3/06 11:22  

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