Thursday, September 22, 2011

Living the Absurd Life

I am a
good happiness doo-bee.
I stay out of the way.

Happy face
is my umbrella and
my troubles are packed in my old kit bag.

I have
directed my feet
to the sunny side.

My words transmit
no new facts.
My smile,

turned inward
signifies only


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