My Diary: The Procession

Today was a strange day and I never found out what to call it.‭ ‬I called the evening Emily‭ (‬it called me Christopher Robin‭) ‬and diligently sorted out all the sparkles on the surface of the sparkle machine.‭ ‬I pulled a rope home,‭ ‬remembering all the people who were never in when I called.‭ ‬Once inside,‭ ‬I swam in a glass of red wine which had been stirred with a tuning fork.‭ ‬I settled down to sleep in middle C.

The Procession

The Procession

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