Ecophone
Ecophony
My relative
‘This is relativity’
Standing on
Regerneration Row
Too early
This is summer’s eve
‘Move faster’ passed
My dreams on
That train
Just past
This latests project
To stare
Out a window
Indefinately
I am dramatic
Two feet
Away from my head
Three
Four
Fifteen
400 metres beneath the sea?
Not really
90 at Charing Cross
Plus some sold-off books
Lost in the space
Between your bar
And a hungry eye
The menu of
Having Nothing
Riled me for a while,
That I miss
Late payments for those
Endure
Enough to
‘Fuck em All’
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