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endgame

clouds like beautiful silk breeze against the cobalt sky

 

we walk through a field of dandelions

as time flows around us

 

quiet little monsters crawl over our skin

 

last week i saw him

like dirt trapped under a fingernail

 

your hands are sweaty

you are nervous

i turn to you and smile

everything turns to dust eventually

◄ klittra

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raypool

Tue 20th Sep 2016 23:25

A clever uneasy feel with that great line of the fingernail - a young person's guide to infidelity.

Ray

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Martin Elder

Tue 20th Sep 2016 22:24

superb Stu. like David I like the dirt trapped under the fingernail line. See you tomorrow night hopefully
Martin

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