Tuesday, 25 May 2010

SHOT NO 37, by Anthony Sides


Bus station toilet mirrors taps graffiti sinks all is one. White concrete yellow smog smelling like burned. Parking lot. Her eyes pink. I'm not sure who I am. Treat her badly. Bored stoned force. Jeans knees. Lace feels lively. Exhaustion. Is this all we are chemicals? Everybody sleep all day on a sleep today. Glare. Stucco walls patio tiles silver shoes. Blue swimming-pool jigsaw scribble. Pink piss. Fucked leather. Digital spreads. She talks about all she talks about every night she talks about all. Tired gone so bad. Tamarisks. Hills. Blue pills my palm. Watching. Champagne bottle. Terracotta roof tiles blue sky wires blue sky blue sky traffic copter yellow horizon.

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