On any given day or any given moment fly by night whimsical stargazing backtracking sense of well-being gently slips away without resistance without pause for concern Getting clear of a suffocating fog surround sound droning - endlessly a long drawn out daze blowing smoke in the face of a higher power - father, son and …
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Dark Cloud
Hiding from the quiet stillness that comes from hanging low off the grid moonlight shoots rays of sadness into my veins slow drip enthusiastic recollection skipping stones across the Sound echos back at you baby there is no time quite like now yesterday is layered in a haze and tomorrow holds promises like a sieve …
Trilby Yates 