BAGS OF FUN:
Fog in field, not in head, up late mixing in studio,
eyeballs sandpapered, thin wire pulled through bone
as I wake into a soft focus world. Trees drip with
tiny slapping sounds, shedding condensed mist.
I pul a bin on wheels up a dirt track & smile.
Feet still taking me on a fantastic journey.
(K)

I want boyfriends like that… turing with these guys on a FANTASTIC journey!