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painting this today made me remember this tiny poem I wrote one year ago ( but one has nothing to do with the other ) :
We never asked what kind of place it is.
What kind of place is this?
They cut all the trees and put nothing...replace with nothing.
We never asked what kind of place it is.
We were forgotten people and wanted to ride lost in a forgotten area.
.done.
Pond.
Beyond all the moss green emptiness under clouded sky and drizzle:
beyond all the grey silence:
Pond.
pond.
Beyond the memory of logic and the senses:
Pond.
pond.
The cast of the Hee Haw! Whore House at rehersal, Saturday 15th March 2008. Getting ready for debut of new cabaret act for The Finger in the Pie festival. Visit: www.fingerinthepie.com