the dance of the ink riddled fingers

green lights in fallen clouds

Posted in how was your day?, thought spills by enisea on 22/07/2010

There are very few sites as liberating as an empty open car park, filled only with fallen clouds…and I. Expect perhaps fog-drenched abandoned roads with green lights to make you feel like you’re a queen and you own the place.  Oh, green lights look handsome in the fog.  Ahh, I run myself down/wild/poor/irrationally.

Maybe one day soon we’ll dance.

I plan also to write…later.


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