31 July 2009

i have been digging out old material - II

from a roofed platform
i watch horizon
suck in your train
that red and white train
that pulls you
winds you away
into a trail maze
industrial grey
and panic slurps
radiant days
doze notions of us
intertwined of
your leg on mine
for an instant last night
a valiant vagrant i
mumble goodbyes
and you perhaps
wonder if life
makes its mad debut


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