ofenchant's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- handfed sparrows
The house is very sturdy but not animated. It lingers, it revolves around, the sharp edged flat walls follow tunnel hallway to bedroom full of warmth bed sheet covers pillow sleepful dreams and waking sunshine spilling in harmoniously and constant longing for a friend to play with. Magpies husband feeds cabanossi flicking knife blade slivers throws across the fence and jumping fly they hiccup delightfully. And wonder in the magic of day off splendid housework uni work assessment put off cheese on crackers on soft cushion Press Gang relive memories comes first. Ache for apple slices. Sugar and tomatoes daintily laid out on white china with the tick tock of the clock on a still white flowered pure wall deafening the nowness. Phone rings sick employee again once a week this one with nightmare imagined illness of the mind and tell her go away no sympathy the boy who cried wolf, remember? Sarsparilla in wine glasses noodles in expensive glass dishes eloquence and refinement amidst the clutter of a 70 hour week working dymnamic duo who sigh with exhaustion. Petticoats and mermaids pearls and whiskers are as far away as dreams of golf club trousers sea fish and glass goblets made with magic for characters in need. Indeed. 1:56 p.m. - 2006-05-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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