Monday, March 21, 2011

tangled beams




angels in the chalk pits at bluewater, west kennet long barrow at dawn on the equinox, the underground city in montreal, touching rough concrete at the trellick tower at four, terminal five (at whichever time you desire), the haunted darkness at liverpool street as you enter platforms 11 to fourteen (plague pits underneath), holographic pogs pushed into your eye sockets til your vision turns red, southwold in winter, a friend dismantled by a train, hugs from your mum

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