Directions
“DIRECTIONS”
MAPS.
Folded tight
sharp corners,
unwrapped.
“I read maps” the traveller said
She wasn’t convinced, it was obvious
he’d been hauled up for years in his
“Man Shed”
“Yeah, I do, I read maps”, he said
“hmmm, you’re not a risk taker”, she said
“What?”, he said
“like, man, you’re a mouse on a wheel, forever runnin' non stop circles”, she said
“How’s that?”, he said
“You need to get out of your head” she said, blowing smoke rings in bed
"You're too busy countin' numbers", she said
“hmmm, you’re a bit Bolshie, you’re not pretty in pink you’re red”, he said
“i don’t know about red”, she said, “maybe read”
“O “F...” this”, he said, “I’m way past glory”.
“I know... it’s way out there man, let’s go to bed”.
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
“Anemone”/BJM
https://youtu.be/StV9lElcvAY
"In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind."
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