me & andrea live in the kitchen or contrived on the laptop
& that should be “slightly ajar”
When I was a child,
I was a white bird â€“ but I was caged.
One day escaped,
I shared the rich fruit of freedom,
with birds of more ordinary colours.
These were wise birds,
They believed I would not survive,
Outside of my cage,
So they pecked me â€“ for my own good you understand…read more
Sunday Afternoon in Suburbia or Ice Scream
Ice cream van music (first)
A regular military drum beat spoken in a low voice.
It was Sunday afternoon in Suburbia when that man mowing the lawn watched you take all your clothes off and throw them at me.
You said Iâ€™d taken everything - and I may…read more