Wednesday, October 07, 2009

10 Years in Amsterdam

Three thousand mornings. Three thousand revolutions.
The faster you spin, the stiller the light.
After the storm, breakfast.
“Drink up. You need the vitamins”

This love is deep

I give her what she wants.
No-one gets hurt.

A pocket rocket
of a poem
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