Heros and Fools
2009 found your humble narrator working full time nights as a concierge at the Tiptop lofts building on Lakeshore in Toronto. Between checking the Rolls Royce, Ferraris, Maserati and all sorts of Beemers and Audis were snug in their parking, I was also tasked with nagging rich kids not to rollerblade through the lobby and old ladies not to abuse visitors parking. Between naps and long strolls through the corridors, I found an abundance of time to write, watch movies, play video games and convert the office to paperless systems using excel spread sheets. It was a stop gap job till I could get my life straightened out.
Plenty more to come, including the basis for a play/movie/story/ bunch of words on a page
Who is your mother muse in this sublime world?
Mother Earth in this particular poem, The godess.
This one has a bit of whimsy to it. I always enjoy hearing from your mind when it is bored.
Mice and men being my favorite page. Rolls off the tongue quite playfully while bringing up the imagery.
I was about to write the same thing!
We, the mice of our social experiment.
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