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


Anonymous Anonymous 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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