Friday 8th January



It’s raining red on a wet cocoon. Electric squeals, flashing light.
Radio, surfing, announcer interrupt the music. Fog on the inside
of the glass, the head. Wing mirrors fall off wings, can’t look back.
Guess what’s following behind? Keep all conversation light.
Enjoy the ride.


3 thoughts on “Friday 8th January

  1. Raining like the biblical Great Flood since before Hogmany…worst in my living memory or anyone else’s,and a bit of snow overnight to add to the chaos,too many people have been affected and displaced from homes here :-(…however- i can see blue sky outside just now,forgotten what it looked like :-D…the JOY that brings is most phenomenal…let’s hope things are on the up! 🙂

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