My Diary: Aphorism

The alarm went off inside a marsh mallow‭; ‬Poppy,‭ ‬the dog,‭ ‬took off her pyjamas while I made a World War Three sentry box in the bed.‭ ‬The caves were quiet and I roasted memories in cans strung on string.‭ ‬Pipe Man visited and we held up the traffic in the kitchen while June,‭ ‬my wife,‭ ‬held up the stagecoach in the parlour.‭ ‬I wore a skirt for the evening.

Aphorism

Aphorism

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