Monday, 8 September 2014

More Shit Non-Poetry

A bird just flew into the window/made a quiet little 'boop' sound and immediately turned round and flew away/it cut right through the haze of ideas and sleeplessness and belief/the light and green and light and seeing of the day was all of a sudden/it spun my head round completely/can't imagine what it must have done to the bird/though he seems far less bothered

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