Freerunner on the loose,
All
black and blue and bruise.
Roam
wild in the city.
Mad
perhaps, mad but free.
On the train back to the old place unsure if any memory is left there Surely there must be an old cigarette burn hissing embers fusing ...
:)
ReplyDeletewe're all mad here
ReplyDeleteJ'aime toujours autant tes textes courts, efficaces.
ReplyDeletePourtant j'étais pressé...(je sais, elle est nulle...je suis à côté de mes pompes...(encore plus nulle ?))
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha ! J'adore :)
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