Southern Cross Grand Central Flinders Street
Sydney-Melbourne-Sydney
you were running
alongside
your hand slapped
the window hard
a string of kisses
were
blowing
away
Constant Craving
played on the transistor
it sounded
crackly
like an old vinyl
someone's
scratched
with a fifty-cent coin
it was Spring time
hold that thought
we were young
when did you fall
start drawing
blood
stop writing
love
on her arms
where did you land
ReplyDeletekd running
alongside the train
singing her song
always craving
never silent
lawless
::) why don’t you do a couple of sequels/responses to past tense? Like the one you posted!
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DeleteJust a moment
(she said) to study
using the simple past
when were we there
future accidental
I'll make you happy
the present perfect
I've held you tight
now the perfect past
my red dictionary
twelve years ago
naked on the bed
cross-leggèd summer
looked up a word
sweating
we had pleased
Love it Rob- glad to see the reappearance of the red dictionary!
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ReplyDeleteAlas I never worked out
why I was spared more passion
except to love
when I talk about
the simple past
those lawless days
there was a sense
(always sense)
it was us against the world
the most solid democracy I ever knew
and if we ever went anywhere
we'd all go down together
some went up into the hills
some to universities
some quite sadly went mad from the strain
some bided their time
wrote their books
and told their side of the story
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ReplyDeleteGod I remember that! Where did we all land.
ReplyDeleteMaybe where people fell - the hills, universities or the sites of madness. The road to Lawless?
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DeleteThe road to Lawless...
(Just reading B.N. Oakman this morning)