Thursday, 12 March 2009


Pick up
Put down
Carry along
Treasure it
Holding it in your pocket
Stroke it when you're down
Linty memories
Taste the linty memories
Roll the linty memories up in a ball

Hold it when you need to remind yourself
Divine the linty ball like a gypsy
Cross your palm with fluff
And you will know your future

Fluff never knows anything
But is always optimistic

What does fluff know?
It has no bones
To break

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