Monday 4 January 2016


Wandering ...

Its twenty minutes past Four...
the December evening creeping in,
the oyster...

the city is full of graphitise,
good and bad,
erotic or religious,
nothing to worry...
I'm at the topes,
wandering where the love and peace have veiled there face.  
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