Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Just this moment POTF #4

‘06

5 ’o’clock brooding bands of September cloud skeins
Dragons writhe inky, boiling up from the tree line
Drive straight into moment framed lightening in windscreen
Sky transfers pigment to newly blacked street

Plumpy raindrops soothe bus roof, rain ripples mirrors lenses
Greys meld with pure ray colour bright spectrums
Fluorescent umbrellas dispersed by windows
Sugar shine distortions, the brief burst abated

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