big town blues (xv)
monochrome and wasp

rings monochrome & wasp rig
leggings rise the soft cent metres

cent metres
some mals du nuit are daft

i presume the snakes
were a consequence
of a biological business meeting
interrupted
before memory began

walking me not me
yellow green
eyeless street curb
small edge gravity
daily curb

it was the powerlessness

this city
je ne sais quoi

the leggings
a perfectly normal young lady
a metre off