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Tuesday, 13 March 2012

Neither here nor there

(a nonsense poem)

It seems we need a point to see

So measure speed from A to B
A firefly to C the slit 

Pretending lightning aims the hit

A card I bought in Journeys Friend

Read, "No beginning means no end"

Then no before, or before that!

No cat that sat upon the mat?
It’s how the minus finds its mate

That noctilucale wink of fate...

With headlamps shone to guide the car

Of chauffeur-driven Lucifer [ouch]

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