dailies

stuck at work and remembering john forbes' poem

how moving furniture will do as a career

well i know how the bloke felt

to assess a life of chaps and fugitive publications

will do and is a good life

i am a citizen of the republic of letters

when i crossed the street this morning

a squirrel ran beside me

i can't speak squirrel

but it gave me this sideways look

as if to say whatever you are having

i'll have a hit of it too