Love this piece, Max!
"...someone stole my tongue and I'm never going to get it back!"
The speech therapist faced by a client with a dilemma - so to speak!
Stephen V
Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
> The Reading Express
>
> has been unveiled in the speech therapy waiting room.
> As hoped, it cheers up reluctant young clients.
>
> And after work the therapist continues her godlike work:
> populating its glass-topped little world.
>
> These figurines are from Germany, uniform teams
> of this and that: humans, donkeys, chooks and dogs.
>
> The steep stream that tumbles from one mountain
> now has pairs of anglers, their black rods so slender
>
> you need sharp eyes. Skaters circle on the factory front yard
> (it purports to can fruit) while the boss gestures them away.
>
> Train-spotters point their cameras. People visit the pharmacy,
> the video shop, and the newspaper building.
>
> A tow truck is backed up in front of a stalled car.
> But everything is stalled, except for the trains.
>
> Shepherd on the mountain, never can you muster your tiny flock.
> Housewife at your clothesline, never will you get the wash in,
>
> though caught up in a stiff wind, and snow has been falling.
> Rooster on the fowl-shed, your hens are about you but
>
> forever beyond your treading. Loving couple on the platform,
> forever you miss the train you dream of eloping on.
>
> The Reading Express powers on, overshooting the station.
>
>
> Max Richards
> Express Speech Therapy
> Templestowe, Melbourne
>
> 11pm Wednesday 29 June 2005
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