COLD PRESS

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Montreal, Quebec, Canada
i wrote some books and gave away library. i like to think that every poem is a love poem. i believe that "No" is a full sentence. i used to collect old books and young cats. i don't like noisy people, places or things. my three favourite words: yes, please, thank you. my favourite punctuation mark is the colon: i have a beautiful cat, a bicycle, an old typewriter, and a ladle. these things make me happy.

Friday, March 04, 2011

FOLLOWING THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

Friday, December 25, 2009

FOLLOWING THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD

"How did we get into this mess, Jones?"

"I can't properly say, Beau. How?"

"I'm of two minds Jones, and one it out searching
for the other."

"What's the problem now, Beau? You going to tell me?"

"I'm thinking about it, Jones. When I know the answer,
I'll know what the question is."

Old Jones sighs and, the sensible person he is, walks away
shaking his head and muttering to himself.

I'm doing the same thing, maybe a few expletives to underscore
the dilemma.

This much I know about yellow brick roads, this one:

COLD PRESS I is related to COLD PRESS II.

There must have been a method to that madness.

There's always tomorrow.

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