about 15 miles outside Rome - there's a great view over the city
the Man is explaining the Olden Days to me
They used to stand here and look at Rome, and when Rome was burning they said 'Fuck Me - Rome's burning!'
Wednesday Poem
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In Broken Images He is quick, thinking in clear images; I am slow, thinking
in broken images. He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images; I become
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And from this we get the word "observer."
ReplyDeletenot fiddlers?
DeleteOh. I always thought they said "get the fiddle."
ReplyDeletethat too...
DeleteOr perhaps someone thought he'd better have a quickie before the fire reached him? It was Rome, after all.SPQR
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas LXxxxxx
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