Sunday, 26 March 2017

Week 127, Little boxes


What a beautiful day for not thinking.

Thinking is hard.

Thinking is tiring.

Thinking means finding out that your assumptions are wrong - generally.

So I've decided I'm going to join the herd.

To believe every half-baked idea.

And retreat to a protective box.

Hide from every challenge.

Repeat phrases devoid of substance or meaning.

Set fire to my trousers and blame someone else.*

It's the only sensible thing to do.

Become an ignorant article.

Then it's always someone else's responsibility.**


Before taking them off.
** Trim the box hedge, prepare the box trellis, clean the box glass panes on your listed Georgian box.

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