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The Smile


Perhaps this time I'll look up. Who knows. The last car that came for me was some time back. A long time ago in plain English. Actually it was a van, and it had a siren, and if there is no siren its not gonna be for me, and I am definitely not the curious type.


no dead leaves

to keep me warm this spring

sweet rain

your freshness makes me smile

no-one notices



The good news is that along with no siren, there is no gunshot either, as these days, with looking after my back, I am somewhat susceptible.