Wednesday, 27 April 2011

This One

Is like others
And has me
Eating in fast-food joints
And walking the wet

At a west bus stop
Lip synching to Sinatra
She puts her hands
Under my coat

This one is perfect
Like a tuned guitar string
A £50 note
A key change

This one
Has the word

We talk
In cabs
At tables
On sofa's

She's a small town
In South Africa
A mammal

She's a Buddhist demon
A Romanian river

A song
A tribe in India
A dental appliance


My mantra.

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