Wednesday, 25 April 2012


I played my part. I dazzled in the sun. I crept into the hollow of time and space and wallowed in perpetuity. I spoke to the plains, to the sea. The blinding light. It wasn’t like I thought I was sure of it. It’s just so much noise. Daffodils. Speaking easy. The verse of deliverance. A shanty full of chantilli.