"The biggest mistake of my life was..."
"Ha ha.. ha.. ha"
"ahhaha. haha. ha.."
"hmm.. so, the biggest mistake of your life was...?"
"Ha ha haha.. hmm"
"Oh :|"
***
"You know, life could be simple too."
"I know. You have been a bit too complex for me."
"????"
"Nothing."
***
"If we didn't have common friends, we would've been the best ones."
***
H: "To write a poem extempore...."
A1: "Your vagueness should be exemplary.
A poem is what people don't understand"
P2: "It's the poet's respite from world superficial and bland.
A poem is something you don't converse like."
V: "A poem is a conversationalist's last like.
A poem is the words introverts couldn't speak"
P1: "Why do I feel like advising you to see a shrink?"
***
December 29, 2007
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4 comments:
good one. esp the last bit. do these sets ever meet?
[..] I visit Cap S blog often!
[Phoenix] No, not really. These are somewhat fictionalized memories of past conversations, disjoint in space and time.
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