While reading David Sedaris's When you are engulfed in flames, I came across Scandinavian buffet. Tomorrow is a soup day in Sweden.
clapboard walls
busing tables
Smoking jacket
Four of us on the edge of a tiny ice ledge
A small hedgehog like animal
is close to our feet
We cant dislodge it down as it
will stick to the feet
We are happy when it falls down
on its own accord
In the morning, mountains seems
so safe like stong ice that never melts
clapboard walls
busing tables
Smoking jacket
Four of us on the edge of a tiny ice ledge
A small hedgehog like animal
is close to our feet
We cant dislodge it down as it
will stick to the feet
We are happy when it falls down
on its own accord
In the morning, mountains seems
so safe like stong ice that never melts
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