Thursday, January 13, 2005


Two men standing in a packed tube-train, one accidentally kicks the other, says, "I'm sorry about that." "That's quite alright." "Oh, ok - I'll do it again then." :D

One man walking down a street, brushes past a meandering cutie, says "I'm sorry about that." A vague scowl and away she turns. Oh - I - :(

Daily the city delivers one thousand unnatural knocks, lapping up around eyes with a small sea of such shocks. And the mind just notes it all down. And the face just plays along, like an obedient emoticon - an immortal jester, no skull beneath.