Mmmm whacha say, that you only meant well?
Hide and Seek
where are we? what the hell is going on?
the dust has only just begun to form crop circles in the carpet
sinking feeling
spin me round again and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads - heavy
hide and seek trains and sewing machines
all those years they were here first
oily marks appear on walls where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
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