Jun 27, 2016
ESTAMPA DIGITAL
EXCLUSIVO - ASOS WINTER 2014
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ESTAMPA DIGITAL
EXCLUSIVO - ASOS WINTER 2014
ESTAMPA DIGITAL
EXCLUSIVO - ASOS WINTER 2014
Nearly
Suddenly becoming aware of blockages
like when you loose your flow
I definately dreamt about those warning words
between tufts of hair and blinks of eyes
somewhere in my hazey muffled dreamland
don't lose your flow don't let it get loose and tangle up some way knotted
low frequency echoes a few hours later I can barely recall...
dreams are dreamy, dreamy is you, impulsive, instant poetry
rum is rummy, I love to spend all my money on rummy for you <3 yes yes, yes I do!
< 3 < 3 < 3
The on set of autumn in Brighton,
One Sunday morning we were drinking Prosecco on the beach
drinking up the rays with a cool sea breeze in our lungs
laughing our way into a demented sleep, like summer could never end.
Then it did.
Coinciding with the final lunar wax and approach to the fully full moon
thunder, lightning, winds, rains and huge tides, nights of alarms, sirens, incensed roudiness
I learnt that gas refracts light as much as solids
there's things in our air that stain the very air...
too close for comfort
it's pretty much the end of October
yet random nights are muggy warm and sleepless...
...
too close for comfort
the flies that have usually died off by now are still buzzing around in maddening frenzies
some man connected with next door is using my window as a leaning spot
the light has changed, the shadows are crisper and darker
the light is elongated and golden
debts from summer still linger
the nights draw in quicker
we've realised we are all too close for comfort
although little space of it is actually used for house
that space , in this short autumn time has not weathered it well
not well at all,
it leaked all last weekend, there is washing hanging for the 5th day in the bathroom, our garden now too shaded to provide any drying utility;
the outside walls are green like some marshy mossy lair
it smells of damp and stale weed smoke
where the green goblins dwell inside
^ ^ ^
too close for comfort in this no space to roam
no secret garden shed or creaky dungeon basement to chill out when I'm home
if every house was a scooby do house with always something to do
mysteries to solve, pizza to eat, and endless innuendo to knock up and act out
now I have to wriggle in the sun to soak up my vitamin d, charging up slowly every morning with every ray
leopard skin turned to leopard scale
bluesy reptilian, fired up in deep long red licks
of sun flame, wake up, keep crossing the road to stay in the light.
I'm looking forward to nights with mist, mystery, sparklers, licks, bangs and screams, scattered lights in the first gun powder glitter flashes in the night sky
resonating ancient rituals, commencing countdowns, denouncing regimes.
I don't know if the West Pier will make it through the winter, it is looking as skeletal and frail as ever, the sea seems to be scrambling at its foundation irons to claim it.
beep