Wing-mirror methinking about hareswatching the ragwort swayunder the guardian oaksof yesterday…
We drove towards the lightunder a dark-domed skyan impossible greenthe wall…
Oh, what a terrorto be going seventy miles per hourin a beat up old carwith you
You can recognize a person by how he sits and stands, how he walks or drinks water. You can recognize a person by his nose, his…
Dust in the air vents