bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Wednesday 29th November 2017.

Darkness has fallen my blue uniform begins to deflate, the pillow calls i can feel all those night Goblins lining up to dance amongst the crazy streets of my mind during the dark hours..i shrug i should be used to them now...I have not had time to whisper to Winnie The Poo..for simply ages, that must be put right in the new year, time has so many big holes which i seem to slip my express ageing...clamps around the bit between the teeth..chocolate snowmen are all the rage this festive season, houses are being adorned in mass elelctric light bulbs they make me smile as i catch sight of them passing by in my tiny red van....The big shock this evening was in a small post office on the edge of the moors....was seeing Easter Eggs on the counter...sigh.....So Goeth...

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