A portrait of the artist as a small ghost waiting for breakfast...

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A small ghost that was waiting for breakfast was changing lead into vinegar and had a big hole where the light got in and rattled about in there breaking all the vitreous china. There was also an umbrella floating in the wind of the penumbra that was too small to be seen but spoke in a voice of authority that no one heard.

The bus fare of this was a long ride nowhere at all with no excuse to sell anything except to fall into the drama circle of the fortune that had no plans to get married or talk French to the natives in any beat-up dawn.

And so a month went by all by itself for a whole year where a form of chilly all the way from California would not for the love of god go bluer than blue and so became a lost cause that was later found out of its mind and said it would never go back for nothing and began drinking wine that was handed down like the holy grail in the counting of its dreams that were no dreams at all but the running moment of a small ache that was waiting for breakfast.

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