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Oct 2011
Long walks down the north street swallow you
at least, it gulped me down and left me feeling hazy
sunny shine reddening arms leaving lesser alarms
i don’t think i want to discover anymore
let’s just get it out of the way

Tattoos tribal and independent interests, soothing their souls
we is myself and myself is maniacal mystical alone
we – a work of art and enhancing is entrancing and you can see
exactly the signs and messages and gifts i want to believe
It’s quite possible you’re the setting sun
let it shine

Bleak conversations and confused captivated faces
outside cigarette smoking in the dust of the light
unchained bike and i swear its been missing
keep looking around the corner for a brand new misery
a trusting thrusting theatrical presentation, of the blockbuster kind
been going on
for quite some time

Old faces flustered in attempt to close the curtains
the bright sight in a fight of what just might be an underlying delight
spoon in the sponge and let it soothe your misuse, come in, be
Be the what is and the isness that is to soon be
**** all the words that misplace what you feed
if your gonna do it
give it all up

I don’t know anything at all
i don’t know about Jupiter or Mars
Only because i haven’t visited for so long
Alex Edward Gelsthorpe
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