I stare at the bowl of prawn soup.
The soup stares at me.
I am one with the soup.
The Soup is One with me.
I pick up the spoon in the soup.
I scoop a bit of soup.
The soup flows out of the spoon.
The spoon is a fork.
The fork is not a spoon.
I cry into the soup.
The soup now has tears.
I call it prawn tear soup.
I will sell this soup.
I apply for a loan at the bank.
The bank refuses to loan me money.
The bank is a prawn stall.
The prawn stall sells prawn soup.
I buy another bowl of prawn soup.
I scoop the soup with a spoon.
The soup flows out of the spoon.
The spoon is a knife.
The knife is not a spoon.
I cry into the soup
YOU ARE READING
Bowl Of Prawn Soup
RandomA comedic collection of many short stories. They don't really serve a purpose, but the randomness of the story is enjoyable.
