doggerel (fwiw)
my tumblr sometimes a door is ajar (apothecary perhaps?) sometimes the door swings wide but few pass thru and many dare not peek outside and sometimes how LOUD a sound is-is whether or not i*M the one making it and sometimes noise itself is in the hands of the beholder and sometimes this disorder is another illusion and I sometimes suffer(mildly) from another*s confusion
(after ogden nash-but not catching up, even after all this time)













