Tuesday, 12 January 2016


I need to escape these feelings
not plug them in
can’t watch another tribute
the mysterious is too familiar

blue suit or androgynous rainbow
bleached blonde or layered red
that same face those same eyes
those different eyes

I sing softly to myself
about cactus and starmen
and turn off the tv
and silence the clocks
until time changes
and I can turn to face the strange 


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