mostly they were too busy to notice me.
some came from the north, some westly.
they minded their own business, for the most part.
it was actually when i went unnoticed that i was happiest.
i don’t know how i got this job.
all i can remember is going through life scaring them.
sometimes, they get pretty close to me before they become frightened.
some never come back.
it’s kind of depressing, but what else am i to do?
i’m a scarecrow.
i don’t really have any experience in other fields.
no skills or ambition.
in fact, i don’t really know anything.
that is to say, nothing of any importance.
i figured out the meaning of life once, but i forgot it.
i’m sure there’s a mathematical explanation, though.
life sure does get boring at times.
but being bored bores me, so i usually avoid that.
i do so by counting how many of them i frighten.
i can’t really count that well.
i usually just recite some of the numbers
that i have heard other people use.
i’m not too sure about the order.
6 march 1993