I_need_love

slowly the evening come workers become shoppers day trippers become the last of the coffee crowd "interest sir in our fragrance" jangly sounds in my mind stimulated 140bpm hits me i need love i need a litte something windows hurry by lights jabble shoppers tongues "nearly got you sir" lost losing it i need love everyone chasing beauty only the fabrics are the beauty the young cannot see they are the models mis-en-abîme,. mannequins cheese the rest of us with the dreams of next weeks wage packet if only tomorrow was today ... Did hendrix say .. excuse me while i kiss the sky or did he really say excuse me while i kiss this guy gi. i need a little i need love
a secret triste with a music in the basement studio at jph and the crowd fly i make notes i lose sketches i am i am i need love my emotions are their emotions but i spin faster dance crazy junkies flunk the street hustlers bustle against the cold as the tube trains reek nobody breathes everyone dreams the nightmare is over and they are in room i need