25 April 2012

I want release or escape like warm days spent nowhere like funeral pyres and leap years dates with no-one fears that are irrational memories that forget themselves gatherings where no-one’s late

I want a breathable cage to know our limits how we’re defined like seagulls or whitetips high over brine and ships beyond evening galleon muse to leave without leaving salve for a bruise

I want to lead you sideways down the road less travelled than our worn and weary byway which now grows dull and dun smother you in clouds and fuck you in the sun

J. x

ZoodarkSideways • Opuss № I