Sonata
It was about noon and I had nothing to do, I had not written
anything for a week, no since my girlfriend left me, had
deadline
an article for a magazine, they wanted something about sharks,
like I should know, I
had a pint of lager in a bar while reading
the papers; and another one, perhaps more while thinking
about
sharks, my girlfriend and the deadline. I walked to the
library to
Read about sharks-.But they wouldn´t let me in said I was
drunk.
Please let me in I´ve to read about sharks; piercing library
silence.
In the park I made
notes about sharks trying to remember if I once
saw shark fins while swimming in the sea off the coast of
Trinidad,
but I kept thinking of my girlfriend, so I picked some flowers
for her
and was promptly arrested. My editor was nice about me
faulting
the deadline and published an article I had written about
Russian
wolves, like wolves should know if they are Russians or not.
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