from aceterrier.com
a
plane out of city airport
racks
up
a
giant drug line
across
the
dusty blue - i can taste the medicine tang
in
the
back of my throat
cotton-fluff like the good stuff
from
southend jackie chan
on
a
199?
saturday night kitchen counter
beck and mercury rev
on the player
the
plane shouts out
science and speed - always a marvel to me
looking
up
and
up
the lawn creeping over my boots
and
the
clouds
falling into rainbows
from telegraph.co.uk
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