Tuesday 10th March



Trucks unload behind my bug-eyes, black glass, you can’t see me.
Arranging stones, the broken bones of consecrated buildings,
making good, the things that fell to pieces.
Shock-hair lobster woman, posing for trade, window dressing,
catch your eye, draw you in,basket bicycle, lying smashed on
the pavement, nobody stopping, step around, don’t look, walk on,
shadows sing a cold song.

Invisible Conga People – ‘Can’t Feel my Knees


3 thoughts on “Tuesday 10th March

  1. ‘Can’t feel my knees’,so an beauty voice sang this song-thougt it was you!?
    Warm greetings throug the night from me.

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