Another White Page to Bother with my Scribbles

I smile and breath gently out through my nostrils. You wouldn’t want me to breathe though my mouth because I’ve just had cheesy rice (with veggies). It was lovely, but not everyone likes the same smells.

I glance up and see two frogs sat on the window ledge like lovers on a bench enjoying the moonlit park and the tiny sounds of the drunk in the bushes as she sleeps off another bender.

I wonder what to write now and Soni look inside my mind for inspiration but all I see there is the knowledge that I have to wash to dinner pots soon and that I only have five minutes to type this and do that before I have to be on stage.

Oh, and I need to pee so perhaps I should finish now safe in the knowledge that I have applied a scribble or two to another blank page and ruined that pristine cleanliness in the process.

Life!

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