THE ODDS (Debbie Does ALS)


It's not the drugs, it's my imagination. Really.

From the no-longer-so-stupid chair in my room I can look out the window and see my neighbors' tall fir trees. You will probably think I'm nuts when I tell you that each day I see something in the branches: a pirate face, a clown face -- each day brings a new image. Today I saw the outline of a cat's head,  one that might have been drawn by Modigliani. Imagine the face below tilted sideways and with pointy ears on top of its head, that's what I saw in my neighbors' tree. Oh, and a maniacal goldfish.


1 comment:

Jen said...

oh so THAT'S where i get it! i saw tons of stuff in trees when i went to all those phish concerts ;)

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