third person (Remove filter)
a bang trim
to feel as if one has emerged from a cloud of dust each time they wake, has to mean a great deal.
it's what's on your mind, as you duet with the girl on the other side of your headphones.
it must feel like the brightening of the day, the singing of the earliest bird, the sweat after the fight.
at least this is what you think to yourself.
for you it means to be able to run two steps ...
Sunday 29th May 2022 9:29 pm
Recent Comments
Stephen Atkinson on Gaia's Lament
1 hour ago
Stephen Atkinson on I FEAR IT WON’T END WELL
2 hours ago
Stephen Atkinson on Payback Time
2 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on where is home?
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Child In The Bramble
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Happy Holidays to All Poets and Readers!
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Gaia's Lament
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on The Dentists Chair
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on City
4 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Wonderful Wednesday
4 hours ago