Take this pill.
A guaranteed dream
Of purple leaves falling
Like raindrops thrown from
Flying parmesan saucers.
Take this pill
To see the sound
Of snails laughing
At a thistle's wind.
Take this pill
To smell the thoughts
Of the cleverest people
And see if they are
Green, blue, or calendars.
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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.
But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.
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