hatchbacks on fire
a poem or pic a day until I die or dont; the online home of Ford Dagenham
Friday, 25 September 2020
FLUID GLITCHING
me still then am i ?
i think in the morning
self absorbed mantra
or
zen confirmation
questions
answers
vary
with the clocks tick tock
~
& if i am glitching -
well it segues so smooth
my identity
is a spectrum
coming up
from my shoes
from redbubble by smakly
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