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April 2013
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ericboydblog: 6tfoot asked you: Dear Sir Boyd, I love your page and indeed your work. Could you please write a six word poem about writing six word poems? and / or - how my day started… being woke up by the sound of cats fucking outside my window. Hope you have a fantastic day. 1. Life condenses itself into smaller pains. 2. Awoke to mating howls , became lonely. My morning has just...
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PIERS
ericboydblog: Girl at work—nice enough, not annoying—asks me, “What are you doing this summer, Fredrick?” She’s still in school. I’m not, and haven’t been in a long time. I consider her question. What will I do this summer? What the hell is summer anyway, because it doesn’t exist for me.         I want to tell her that, after school is over, summer isn’t a thing anymore. Life becomes one long...
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March 2013
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Perhaps it is appropriate justice for the eavesdropper that he should leave as his trade determines… in secrecy and in the dead of night. I do sincerely hope that you will find the happiness which, alas, has always been denied to me. I am yours ever faithfully, Montague H. Withnail. ——————————— Rest in peace Mr Richard Griffiths xx
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