Friday, 4 January 2013

THE WERDS COME ON LIKE EVERYTHING



sun was out
when i went for the beer

looked like it was all brand new

football's on so the streets are dead quiet
only celebrating whoops and groaning bellows 
come out net curtains

like from a parallel world

and i wanted then in the sun - a mint condition perfect fruit
to 
write
EVERYTHING 
down

everything




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