Saturday, 26 April 2008


Still sleeping
But was up all night walking around
The raspberry was talking to me
Then they say 'Is that it?'
I stutter, I say 'of course'
But last night the floor was littered with faces
A green star played an electric guitar
I moved around inside the day
Watching weird slants of time disappearing
As a dog in an orange plastic canoe
Slipped away down the druggy river

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