Thursday, June 01, 2006

Ink Blot Test

Its all a circle. A perfect circle.
No its a hole.
Its a heart.
Its an umbrella. A hand.
Its a hand within a hand.
Its the rainbow.
No its not.
Its the smell of fish frying.
Its the splash of your chappals, stop it.
We'll have twins,like our blue bata chappals.
Shut the curtains.
Its 8:30, I have to leave.

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