We move surface to air
Will you follow me anywhere?
Try to rise up, you lied up
Into the silence
If you know what I know
Maybe then someday you will go
Seize the night far below
Take my hand, shift in sand
While the other on solid ground
Side by side, rising tides
Stay up together
Hit the ground, feel revived
Nowhere I'd rather be right now
Just in surface to air
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Friday, March 30, 2018
Once Upon A Thyme....
Once upon a thyme, Kind told Keen that she must tell a gory, every naught, to ease his heavy blind. Her head would troll if she hadn't. Instead, Keen gave Kind sheep of paper with some destructions. After 365 hits of this, Kind was a happy mane and Keen was a proud womb. Together, they roved and laughed forever after. Who could frame them.
Y. O.
'Grapefruit'
Wednesday, March 07, 2018
Viv Albertine
I've now read the Viv Albertine book that I mentioned in the last post.
Haven't quite assimilated it all yet. But can only say that it's an engrossing, and raw
read.
Neighbour's cat in relaxed stretch. As I read, the recent snow was about to arrive. With the temperature well below zero, and the East wind funnelling down the driveway, ... when I opened the main door to go outside for a few moments, there was a blur of black and white, headed in the opposite direction.
Haven't quite assimilated it all yet. But can only say that it's an engrossing, and raw
read.
Neighbour's cat in relaxed stretch. As I read, the recent snow was about to arrive. With the temperature well below zero, and the East wind funnelling down the driveway, ... when I opened the main door to go outside for a few moments, there was a blur of black and white, headed in the opposite direction.
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