Wow!! It looked like I had writen it, even though it sounded a world better. The thoughts are so like mine. Random walks, History... You must be my double. And if you check out the poetry section you'll find that I don't have a single poem but olenty of critiques.
I went to confront noisy neighbours, only to find the windows dark, stuck with two notes. The ghost, too, had "gone fishing". Something still whistled. — Liminality
