Wednesday, April 19, 2006

smoke

fills your nostrils, makes you choke, burns your eyes.
reminds you of barbeques, asados, guy fawkes' nights.
sticks to your clothes, swirls into every corner, blurs all edges.
blends into this foggy, cloudy day in london town.

1 comment:

  1. Broadway market was nice though, eh? Hullikan gullikan 'n all that. X

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