When I was little I
didn't like to eat doughnut.
I just liked the shape of
it. You can pusha finger through the hole to swing it
a little. Just a little, not to let the sugar,
or chocolate rice litters the table-top.
Now I just play with words, not eating them.
Cave
An old man lives in a cave where people
are time-frozen faces cut out from paper
pasted on the wall, some laughing,
some crying, but he can't
have known which is which.
P.S.: These two writes are exercises, and as I realised, most are. They allow me to "free my mind". Still, much enjoyed!
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