Category: Confusion
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Thermally Challenged
I’ve found the perfect thermometer. By perfect, I mean useless. The red line is up and down like a yoyo, yet the temperature remains the same (or thereabouts). Maybe this is how thermometers started out back in the day, possibly in the middle ages. Only back then, they wouldn’t have used numbers, they’d have used…
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Tombiekins
In the Mansion Where the floorboards creak Resides a being Of which no-one speaks With maddened eyes And celadon complexion A haunting grimace And macabre reflection A zombie of sorts Mixed with vampire blood Tombiekins knows He is misunderstood Limbs akimbo Ears in the air And other loose body parts Strewn everywhere Deep within Lies a complicated…
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Rumblings
Professor Aggarra walked along the path quickly, eager to get to his car before the rain started – not that the brilliant sunshine he was walking through gave any indication of rain. He paused to look at a tree which was oddly covered in scorch marks; each of the marks had a very defined central…
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One Journey
I closed my eyes and took a train journey with people I haven’t seen for years. Only, I couldn’t get off at my stop, I was blocked, and needed to carry on to the next city. There, I saw more people who I once knew. I saw a specialist novelty arts shop, which oddly had…
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A Block Cure
A repose, I suppose, an interlude of sorts, away from the chatter and the thoughts, away from the need to write and type, and a time to take a breather. Rest a moment if words don’t flow, wait for inspiration, or try to think up a teaser. If all else fails, sit back and watch…
The Mansionic Perspective 