Thursday, August 15, 2013

8-6-93 It can be done.

     Sommersby's attitude has grown worse of late.  He's expecting bright happenings around every small corner.  He's broken from the group in his admission of happy philosophy and light heart.  He's astounded us in the extent of these fantasies, which stretch beyond ridiculousness to blatant insanity and avoidance of the real.  Since our situation remains unaltered, and we have yet to observe these "silver linings" that he promises, we are sure that if his delusions do not change, then he will have to be separated from the rest of us, if not merely for his own physical safety in the face of the angry retorts hurled his way of late, then for relative sanity to prevail among the majority.

                 There was a small hole
                      where the knob should have been,
                 within was a mole,
                      or, at least, his grubby skin.

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