November 18, 2017

The Old Bird

  Raised glasses toast at the stretched saloon, away from the humanised beats and moving feet, I wonder the crowd mesmerised by the colourful bulbs, To the open road where there’s smoke, I retreat.   […]

Part V from “A, Obvious”

A5: we’re old now, babe. we got gray in our chests hearts that beat a little slower because of the nicotine it’s not the time to jump on the Eggplant Express just yet we can […]

Part IV from “A, Obvious”

A4: we present heart honest-to-god-soul and it’s in there, ask Justin we used to stand out on the patio-deck of his tree-house and scream into the night we were just a lonely pair looking for […]

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