you touch the back of your head with your fingers
like a pig with one ear
the hissing beneath
and the whistling in your ears
your eyes closed
and your arms wrapped tight around you
A sky full of angels and the brown-red dirt underneath. Perth was magnificent, and needed, and real. Now recocooned in transit, I reach out for certainty and search for something to clutch at in the interim.
But there are nights I will never forget.
Posted in Flatbeat on Thursday January 8, 2009.
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