HELLO FACE IN A TINY MIRROR:
Finger smoothing skin between frantic calls. A name, a document
chased, unsigned. Languishing somewhere grey with the power to
liberate colour. Secrets of a deep bag marooned on the lap of a
tired woman sparking up the vista with fresh lippy. Zip & leather.
An alabaster face looks back across a shoulder, powder white,
longing for the sun. Distant eyes, a memory, a dream learning
French as a foreign language.
(K)
Stick man smoothing the way.
What happened Thursday at roundhouse, getting into a groove and gig was stopped?
Do you ever read these?
Also, breton top and
also, the sun rises.
http://supermilkymiffi.blogspot.com/2016/04/four-nineteen-sixteen.html