i want to move to a country of wild, grim, man-eating people
someone advised me that i should lay low
go on a crusade
there's one next week
but what is risky
and ill-advised
is seeing a production of hamlet
on a tuesday night
we saw cats on the thursday
my son whispered that he was
incredibly bored
but who ain't
i'm discussing cannibalism
at the steak & eggs cafe
but also discussing middle-age
and health deterioration
transition of identity
and lack of life accomplishments
we leave the cafe
my friend turns to me and says
let's go fly a kite
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