"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Free for all

Her boss was an empty chair
that sometimes swiveled on its own;
pirouettes on four worn-down wheels
and a slim steel base
that would hold up an emperor
if he ever decided to show up.

Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Givers, Meantime

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