Is there a word
for the weird sensation of movement
when your train is stationary but the one on the next track is moving?
Is there a word
for the almost irresistible temptation
when waiting for the door to open
to press the emergency alarm button?
Thursday, 6 February 2014
Hove seafront 2
a seagull floats nonchalant on the buffeting wind
and I wonder
do they get the same sense of exhilaration
do they launch themselves from a lamppost
with an excited wheeee!
and I wonder
do they get the same sense of exhilaration
do they launch themselves from a lamppost
with an excited wheeee!
Hove seafront 1
The wind chills the inside of my ears
and snatches away our conversation,
wild waves roll in and over the sea wall,
the promenade is strewn thick with pebbles and debris.
At bedtime I can still taste the salt on my lips.
and snatches away our conversation,
wild waves roll in and over the sea wall,
the promenade is strewn thick with pebbles and debris.
At bedtime I can still taste the salt on my lips.
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