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| London Town/April 2017 |
Did you get the desk cleared?
Not a chance.
Are you happy about that?
Not really, but it’s the least of my unhappiness.
Are you unhappy?
No, but there is a deep lying undercurrent of
something that surfaces every now and again.
When you drink wine?
When I drink wine. When I don’t drink wine.
When I watch the sunset; hear the cuckoo call; see the full moon.
The full moon?
Especially then.
That was last week.
It’s once a month.
Quite a lot then.
Most of the time.
Bob Dylan?
Bob.
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