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10

Aug

UN titled short stories of a toddler.

So I decided to write a blog on tumblr because I didn’t know where else to write. Haven’t written for a little while. Hoping it’s not so rusty…

Over The Hills & Into The Hoods

Samuel 4:13

Gearstick. Deciduous. Seasonal. Authority to resolution, radars & battlestars, in direction not knowing what my way to be. Ray Bans & Sun Tan. Vineyards, redheads, minds collided, paper roads, HJ, mistakenly killed for following ‘white lines’ & blue sky. ANU isnt anything different to you and me & I find I’m different to you and me, pierced. Artfill. I stand out like the sun from the moon. Wish that I could see this. Style faded from rhododendrons. Lavender. In between red, yellow & green. Tortoiseshell and it hasnt agreed with my sinister whisper. Page 2 isnt quite the same? but the black on line, makes it look like a nice favourite of mine quite like a cider. chlorophyll, emerald take my view as im thinking of everything and it’s you. but right about now im relaxed on a 100km/hr level.

Xavier- Nightlife to Daybreak

Lost without direction. Layers only shade the colour navy blue. Feels like walking through a tunnel, one colour of night. Finding a place in distance nothing seems distant- (vibrating bones) captivating tones & a gentle mind. Dereliction, performance, muted from surroundings unimportant. Faded conflict. Poised not nonsense, streets in context. some found satisfaction. others longevity lasting memory.
Poems, spoken word. (My teeth didn’t seem to be the colour of your toothbrush.) I have to stay fast paced.with altered space. Back to music. Inuendo. Sunset whiter over concrete. Back to music. Euphoric chant. Back to music. My reality would be different if you gave me a flower…… I love it.             ‘& I Remember When’