Breaking

Breaking by Mufu
I now consider myself a non-practicing poet. Nevertheless, I do throw my ham out every now and then. I can sort of promise that if you provide a critique for this humble... very humble offering that I will eventually get around to returning the favour. But I dunno. I can guaruntee certainly by next weekend. That's the best I can do. I like to think that it's the best that this effort deserves. But of course, that is where you come into this rather brab portrait.... now more of a montage.... now more of a finger painting..... now more of a crayon's scrawl on the side of a box containing some stuff you haven't gotten round to unpacking since the last time you moved. Anyway: Hey, how ya doin,?
Remember, Breaking by Mufu.