Wednesday 23rd November



Sat in the corner, staring at the future, pressing buttons,
functions make you feel better. What’s that song going round
in your head? A dream, disturbing last night’s sleep, a vision,
another premonition, wreathed in clouds of faces.
“It’s funny when dogs look like men”, she said, the barmaid stooped
to stroke & glanced, waiting between shifts in porches smoking
cigarettes. “This isn’t my jacket”, she said like I’d gave a…
busy chasing sculptures & poetry, walking late nights in the rain,
clutching suit case at the seaside out of season.


8 thoughts on “Wednesday 23rd November

  1. dear nicolas jaar,leider konnte sie das konzert von dir nicht besuchen,hat immer noch die sirene in den hungerspielen zu geben…
    aber wenn du live im darkroom bist kneif sie 6x oder so,küssen geht auch,dann weis sirene du bist es

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