Places Other Than This is a tiny attempt at documentation of my jottings from places other than this.
These are scribblings and must not be taken seriously.
I stepped out of the window Onto the top of a neem tree Swaying in the breeze As I tip-toed on a leaf or two A bat Stared with one eye I told him Try vodka sometimes, upside down It gives a solid kick
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