Out so late thats its quite
very early,couldnt begin to
explain why, cannot decipher
how I arrived, somebody
somwhere will be
very surprised.
Fisherman walking briskly,
avoiding the cracks, doesn`t
notice me through beer
stained eyes, why do i see
him and even care, because
I`m the one who`s not here.
A brief hint of memory I
remember I had, nothing
substantial or opaque will
come through , seagulls
above are targeting me ,
now i recall, i am a tree.
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Wednesday, 6 May 2009
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you are never alone with a seagull
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