A COUPLE OF WIRES

The other day when I saw some wires strung between polls

my mind, quite suddenly turned the wires into ropes

and continued the turning until before me was a clothesline

which stood at eve level and I was wrestling a large wet sheet over it

trying to secure it with clothespins which I sought in my pants’ pocket.

 

I suppose things like this happen to you.

At least I hope so. Otherwise life might be boring.

The adventures of the mind could led us to places we don’t wish to travel.

But for the most part, I expect most of us know how to deal with them

and travel back to a world that was and still is very ok and often pleasant.

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