Whenever I'm in need of a shot of literary inspiration, I know I can turn to a Russell Edson prose poem.
Here's one that tickles the underside of the gray matter.
A MAN WHO WENT FOR A WALK
There
was a man who attached a collar and leash to his neck. And, holding the
leash in one hand, took himself for a walk, lifting his leg every so
often to mark his way . . .
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