The wooden pieces in my brain
are back again.
They'll tetris around
for a while
And then settle down
before bed.
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3 comments:
I find it a little scary that I've felt the feeling you describe in this all too well.
"They'll tetris around in there for a while" is simply brill, Brian. Kudos, and a cartwheel!
I'm working at the Edinburgh Science Festival at the minute and a lot of the actuvities include wooden puzzles like Tetris, so i can relate to this particularly well just now...
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