Showing posts with label clive owen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label clive owen. Show all posts
Monday, 25 October 2021
THE BORN INDEMNITY
theres no fire in the lead
& no dance in the pencil
Wednesday, 13 September 2017
FOUR POPLINGS
1.
belinda was right
i exclaim
sat between the speakers again
if
music
aint
heaven
on
earth
i dont know what is
2.
i picture my verification from above
i validate myself from the ceiling
i
can
see
what im up to that way
and
its
calmer
3.
body shaming ?
body moving !
we
are
all
beautiful in fire light
except
for
all
our
goddamn ears
i looked at ears too long now
and
dont
4.
i saw
the dealer in his car seat
he was built like a builder
and too big for the car
i told
him bout a movie i seen
had an important child in
and get this
i said
clive owen smiled
he said
he thought i was lying
and the lie i told him
he said
was as big as the sun
clive owen
he said
is a misery sad as a mortuary
and
dull as a
moonless night

clive owen in children of men from poietes.wordpress.com
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