Leazes Park Road

Walking streets in wrap-around emotional high concrete and glass soaring above shout at the city entire people blasting in Friday oblivion face-set purpose it threatens if you let it so shout out right down its face then it looks after you storming car-streaming roads park between talking about ducks we’ll come again with bread throwing bread to ducks couple of white swans to ride feed bread thick-layered butter emmenthal maybe ham smoke line drifting us you drifting with me skins touching clinging in perspiration moment sticking sweat so beautifully minging