trying to hitch a ride
down by the shiny ocean
(we are invisible)
and a bar of soap
says to the duck
even though we’re both here
I wouldn’t know you
it all floats on mud you see
say what you want
about hairpin corners
but what about me
they mutter something
about oily tides
don’t come back
share it equally
Oh Rob, what a wonderful bevy of images, laced around themselves and things,...
ReplyDeleteCheers, mate. I know it sort of races off...
Deleteyll never run out of roadkill
ReplyDelete... the trick's getting it into the freezer fast enough
Ha!
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