Take me somewhere nice

Pouring down,

The stars; like confetti,

And feelings; a torrent,

And a split second, eternal,

The ticking of time: present,

Post-rock post ward stock supply,

Midnight heartburns and indigestion,

Swirling words into a confession,

That may never reach a conclusion,

The ticking of time: continues,

Slowly, uninterrupted, constant,

The next track goes on playing,

Consciousness swaying,

Words dissipating

Eyes blinking,

Sleep, inviting,



5.13 am

1st December 2017

Take me somewhere nice