Friday, January 27, 2006

Spastic Bleats, Propounding...

Plastic Sheets
Surrounding me, Protecting
People, Bleeding people Pleading,
For the end of Winter
Café hinterland enclosing
Clingwrapped clichés
Poets prosing


(to fully understand the searing significance of this piece, you have to realise that as part of the Paris writers group I had a note book thrust under my nose by a certain Nathalia, and was asked to contribute to the dodgy bunch of bandoleer-wielding pen-poking proselytaires that had already left their mark. In a freezing café, outside in the middle of winter... in about five minutes... can you see where I'm coming from now...?)

© Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free 2006

Section Updated: Walking The Streets


apopolipopo (nice nickname no ?) said...

seriously what does it represent? ... I didn't get the symbol and ... no really what is that ??(if it's a pair of legs it must be from a blue girl)

woman wandering said...

laughing as i write 'superb'.


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