the duck never sleeps
he lurks at the dull edge of vision...
at the soft borders of night
he watches
tapping one webbed foot in time to the soft strains
of distant bagpipes
sipping mango-tinis
and watching
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- re-mixed metaphor
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- you are here
- know me... fear my fish-ness
- i'm not sorry
- they barfed... we left
- bob
- crush the non-believers
- my god... the felt-ish unease
- No title
- the stuffed fish urges him on
- turtles are good
- little purple felt guru on my desk
- bi-curious george
- smoke the shoe
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