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Jun 2014
Semi-permeable
translucent vibes;
rhythm through
a château door
into neon nights,
and lanterns like
red-eye photos
look down on us.
They look down
on me, and they
see me shaking
the vibes out on
cement cobble-
blocks. I got the
cancer / excess
disease, we say
I'm the new-old
where the auto-
focus is good
but around us
is gaussian blur
forgotten future.
Experimental. Drunken mess with the new and old blending. Nothing explains better than New Year's where we're out with the old, in with the new and still we hold onto and build from the year before. Anyway, bit of fun.
Conor Letham
Written by
Conor Letham  West Midlands, UK
(West Midlands, UK)   
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