Reverie |
A face slowly openingexplaining itself to the day
Immeasurable time scales and burnt out enthusiasmcancel each other out
Softly sounding whispers of dreadtumble in and outover expectant lips
Drunk on ...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Feb 2008 07:22:00 GMT |
*_+ |
A brunette supposition and a digital realisation,take me through the midnight hour,
so much Galliano and Pims,my shoes were talking to me.
I stare madly at my filthy hands,the twilight movements,stirr...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 02:28:00 GMT |
falling into you |
undefined falling into you
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The golden age is gone |
complete pride in being controlled by your vice.
It isn't questioned, but accepted as being part of your character, frowned upon but not dismissed as an unenlightened fad.
True, pure ...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 03:47:00 GMT |
WALK |
Foreign air in ya lungs,feels like fuckin Spain.
The smooth, arid dust kicks up,as ew wade through the daffs an the long grass,On Gunnersbury Avenue.
Cold `ands fondle dried ivy leaves,trippin off&nbs...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 06:49:00 GMT |
an old one |
Train
The hot shards of sun,bi-sect thirsty fields,pressure slams then sucks back,as the streamline passes.
Dirty crumbs,bother and irritate amongst the aqua-marine,worn intertior.
The smell of stale,...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 05:48:00 GMT |
XIVth |
Clamy hair, itching under a sodden cap.
Tedium, and the relentless valentine drizzle.
No people, cars none,a reflective, desperate wander in the London rain.
An empty can finds the end of ...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 04:47:00 GMT |
