Cherry

SF. Pt. 24. On the Skytrain.

Arthur takes a ride on the Bangkok Skytrain.
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the night train out - or - do i really want to leave?

sitting in a seedy railway cafe, a tacky red flashing neon sign hangs, drawing people in from a grey world, at this moment its only purpose, is to draw my mind from its track,
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Silent Disco

The hiss of an espresso machine

Indigenous to the earth

the sun shines An onomatopoeia record is kept played out in native expression A Mappa mundi of the shimmering light of form An electro magnetic umbilical cord

Hoops

Failed marriage proposal - as seen on youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pued7LiZnI

Sara, the beautiful thief.

Who's nicked my joint!

I Am No More

An old one re-posted; the second piece that I ever posted on ABC. I had forgotten about it and came across it when Miss D. commented on it; just thought it might be worth another look...??

doodles in the sky - or - my smelly great lump

doodle was my dog smelly shaggy great mut didnt run round in circles he had no pattern to his motion if he were a drawing he would be a doodle my dads finely tended marigolds

what is perfect - or - do you need to ask

what is a perfect day? does it start with a stretch and a kiss, maybe end with a red sky night, promising yet another, pleasing to the sight, filled with meetings of chance,
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His Father's Eyes

He stirs; grabs at life with all ten fingers...

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