Parentheses, oysters, nudes, drinking in the afternoon, men in shirts, the taste of money, train stations, counting with coffee spoons, sun through blinds, blood and salt and hormones and oxytocin and spittle and oil, flowers for free, dinner parties, symmetry, maths, suffering and love and the thrill, of under me you so quite new.
Sunday 5 February 2012
new tyres
Today my taxi driver had a go at me for not having new tyres. I simply asked him what the roads were like, amidst all the snow.
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