On that particular NACHT, the glass began to crack:
On mirrors and on light bulbs
and on screens of various kinds.
Those blue grey dark hued surfaces
for years had taken note -
Of all the things we'd left unsaid no stone was left untold.
They followed all our every wheres
The hows and all the whys?
Behind granny E's vacuous face you'll find
Her stupid lies.
And so this sunny morning am. Giving you this gift:
Presented neatly bowed up -
Wrapped up with L.o.Ve from me!
And when you open up delighted, look within inside
You'll find the gift of Nothing
Yes!
Noting nothing from me unkind.
I won't be sellotaping labels.
I won't Labelle this thing
I won't be gifting Ancient Grudgements
No thefts nor lies will bring.
Nor projecting malicious gifts
filled with new. New Roses
Nor old new roses that box you in?
I'll say it now: that is NOT my thing.
So what say you as I smile and blink?
What say you to the gift of nothink?
What say you on this sunny morning?
To the wonderful Gift of Nothing?
So this is... / maybe
a Yam?
Who knows?
But in the meantime let's stop
Strike a Pose,
Like Madonna on the cover
of Vogue,
for who knows?
Maybe this is and maybe it is
And maybe
AI Yam
Her Mum?
Me 😐 ?
Her. Could you take us trick or treating this Halloween?
Me 💤 !
Her. Come on! Please ?
Me Snore 💤 !
Her Please? please? please?
Me Snore...💤 Snore.....💤 Snore....💤
Her 😠
Me 😠
Child 2 to Child 1:
You know mum won't take us trick or treating. Unless people start handing out free jars of Nutella
Both of them: 😂😂😂
Me 😋
Her: Mum? Wot are you finking?
Me: Th- th -
Her: Vat's wot I said: "F, f..."
Wot are you finking?
Me: 😎
