Its been awhile, how have you been?

What a glorious day here in Canberra today, the sun is shining, not a cloud in sight and yet Im sitting at my desk at work witnessing this all through a heavly tinted window.

Oh well an hour and bit to go and then home time for nicole.

I thought I would put poem to fill the space today (would like to claim it as one of mine but sadly its not) Enjoy,

Fragments of the world appear:
a blue-white streetlight hovers near;
a shifting, sandaled foot scuffs oiled wood;
the scent of tea and black caffeine corrupts the air like unseen fog.
Blind people flip through Vonnegutand architecture magazines. I laugh.
In such a place where people findsimplicity in ordered words,
the sheer verbosity in all those bookscame from a pool of ink that really isn't big at all.
That is, unless you consider that ink it is, then it's a lot.
Added to that, varieties of addictive beverages, of reading styles and friendly conversations,and all should make this place, in fact, the anarchist's nightmare, the church chaos gets headaches in.


Nic