Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

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Evening Blues : 3

Never have known anything quite the same. Never shall, never will. Twisting capillary alleyways, major arterial roads, leading to the city heartbeat blanketting vast gaps in space, in people. Whichever and whenever and however, whatever. Now is the colour - blue is the time.
[i can’t wait. but i shall. […]


Evening Blues : 2

Up here you can’t feel the bustle and bumble of millions of people sat underneath the same shoals of blue. You can see a little of the colour, faded, in the distance. But not the same as being there. Feeling the background noise. Hiding amongst stone statues, fading into the […]


Evening Blues : 1

On an evening like tonight with a delicious crisp in the air and the prospect of a light drizzle, it would be a pleasure to wander amidst banks and breezes to watch lifting and falling crests surround us. Pulling us in. Through. Up. Over. Under.


light tales

pull me through the eve to spin a spiderweb yarn…
…i’ll be back.
soon.


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