The Nicolson Institute: Jamie MacLeod




A dusty curtain.
Covering the windows of excitment.
He speaks like a man of wisdom.
But really, he isn't.

Listen to him... Drone on.
When you hear him talk.
It's more like the sound of a generator.
Humming for hours on end.

In the end.
He's just a normal person.
But boring.
And has obscure hobbies.

by Jamie Calan MacLeod