While it’s going for a song,
let’s play this dalliance.
It’ll knock wind from our sails.
That’s the hazard of entanglements.
Over the weekend I watched a movie about a song-writer. Many of the songs featured dreadful clichés. This prompted some fiddling of my own with clichés.
Interestingly, one of the few words of dating advice that came from my father was, “One does not have to be the village bicycle.”
Associative triggers. They’re a funny, possibly Freudian, business.
In the Ocean: a year of poetry
Emily’s Poems for Modern Boys
Shining in Brightness: Selected Poems, 1999 – 2012